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#30 for the nat prompt list please 🙏
her fucking r in front of Wanda and/or other fem team members
30. Do you like it when they watch?
warnings: natasha x reader, sorta wanda x reader at the end?, smut, fingering, kinda pervy wanda, implied threesome at the end???
You and Natasha started dating almost a year ago, and your anniversary was coming up. You'd known for sure that she was probably planning something big for the two of you, you just didn't know what. Natasha was definitely not opposed to grand gestures - as they call them. She liked big romantic dates, candlelight, long walks in the park, that sort of thing. She also liked surprises, so it's not like she wanted to give you any clues about what she was planning. Little did you know..
"Hey, baby." You felt the soft thud of the door from another room. You came rushing out, almost pouncing into her arms. The both of you laughed together, "Happy anniversary, Nat!" You laid kisses all over her face. She squeezed you tightly, lifting you up as you giggled. She walked you to the kitchen table and sat you down in one of the chairs. She stood next to the table and held your hand as she stared down at you with that gorgeous smile of hers. "Happy anniversary," she kissed you again before she began to unpack bags that she had brought back.
"Oh wow," You watched as Natasha pulled out a small cake. It was covered with chocolate icing, and chocolate drizzled on top of that. You looked up at her, smiling with a hint of sarcasm, "That's quite extravagant." She laughed down at you, pulling more out of the bags. There was a small box of chocolates, a bottle of wine, a candle, and even a bouquet of roses. Your heart warmed. Her hands dropped down to hold yours, rubbing her thumb over the back of your hand, "Can I ask you something?"
You looked up at her, "Sure, anything." She brought you over to the sofa, sitting on the side of her thigh, resting her arm on the back of the couch to play with strands of your hair. She hesitated for a bit before saying, "Would you be up to trying something new?" You smirked up at her, "If you mean what I think you mean.. then of course."
She grinned, moving in a little closer to you, "I've recently found out, that we have a little bit of a.. what do you call it.. a peeping tom." Your eyes squinted slightly in confusion, "Oh?"
Natasha chuckled, "She's actually waiting.." she points to the door, "right outside that door," she looks back to you, "for you." Your eyes widened a bit, feeling nervous now, "She? Do I know her?" Natasha grins, "Oh, almost too well." She leans in to kiss you, taking your breath away in a second and causing your eyes to flutter closed. You pushed her away a bit, "Wait, Nat, what's going on?"
Natasha strokes her hands down your chest, "You don't need to worry your pretty little head, baby. Just focus on me," she leans in again, biting your bottom lip and relishing in the way you let out a small moan. The both of you stand up, slowly staggering towards the bedroom. You hear your front door creak open a bit. Natasha leans away from you for a second, turning her head slightly towards the door, "Don't be shy, Wanda.." she turns back to you, "you weren't that shy when you watched us through the opening of our bedroom door with your hand down your pants." She smiles down at you, almost innocently. You look at Natasha wide-eyed, whispering, "Wanda?!"
She smirks down at you, "Yeah, she seems to have quite the thing for you.." You swallow nervously, seeing Wanda's shadow appear in the hallway. Natasha quickly distracts you, turning your head with a finger at your chin, "Focus on me, baby." She licks her lips, pushing you to the bed and slowly taking off your clothes, fiddling with each button or zip to leave you in just your bra and underwear. She turned her body slightly, making sure that Wanda couldn't see you as to tease her. She listened for Wanda's footsteps adjusting her position in the doorframe before smirking.
Your breath hitched as Natasha's lips attached themselves to your throat, tracing the lining of every vein she could see with her tongue. You couldn't help but look over at Wanda in the doorway, her hand slowly tracing down her own body, her mouth wide open. Natasha moves her kisses down to place them on your breasts causing you to let out an unwanted moan, making both Natasha and Wanda grunt.
Natasha moved back up your body, grasping your lips with hers. Her tongue prods against your bottom lip before entering your mouth. Her hands move under your back, one holding your body up whilst the other unclasped your bra. She slings it off, throwing it in the direction of Wanda before smirking into your kiss. Natasha's hands move up your body tentatively before kneading at your breasts, pulling at your nipples teasingly. You whine.
Her hands continue to travel down your body, one hand travelling underneath the band of your panties to revel in the feel of your wetness spreading over her finger. She groans as she comes into contact with your centre, feeling the cause of the wet patch on your panties, "Jesus Christ, Y/N.." You let out a moan from deep within your chest as you felt her fingertips swirl around your clit, drawing circles. You looked down through your eyelids to see Wanda with her hand down her own panties, mimicking the movement of Natasha's fingers.
You look back over to Natasha who has been watching the movement of your eyes, smirking down at you. She leans closer to your ear, slowly entering you with two fingers whilst whispering, "Do you like it when they watch?" She bites your earlobe, dragging it away an inch as she turns to sadistically grin at Wanda possessively.
Her thrusts into you speed up and your fingers intertwine around her neck, pulling her face closer to yours to kiss you. As much as you would hate to admit it, having someone be so turned on just by watching you did also turn you on, but you would never tell Natasha that, who knows what other plans she would come up with.
Her movements speed up even more, "Tell me what you want, Y/N." She looks down at you, her eyes flicking from your eyes to the way your mouth has dropped open in an 'O'. You watch as her tongue darts out to lick her lips, "Do you want to come?" She rubs her thumb over your clit, pressing against it for a second. You let out a moan, "Please, Nat," She grins down at you, speeding up her movements again, her palm now pressing against your clit deliciously.
Your back arches up towards her as you press your head into the bed, "Oh god, oh god." You start chanting those words, your toes curling into the sheets. You hear the faint grunts of Wanda ahead of you, seemingly moving closer.
"Do it then, baby." She whispers, trailing kisses down your jaw and towards your neck. Her free hand comes to knead your breast and you let out a rippling groan, "God, I can feel how close you are, Y/N.." Natasha's wrist begins to tire with how harshly she has to thrust into your centre, "I bet Wanda would love to feel how you clench around my fingers," she looks towards Wanda, grinning at her expression.
"I'm coming, Nat- Oh God!" Natasha's movement becoming erratic, bringing you to your high. Her pace does not stop, letting you ride out your high as your hips rock against her hand. You hear Wanda let out a shaky breath, whispering "God.."
As you regain your senses, you lean up on your elbows, kissing Natasha on the lips once more before looking at Wanda, "Really? You, Wanda?" Wanda looks to the floor shyly, blush creeping up her neck. You stand up, walking towards her and pulling her forwards suddenly by the collar of her shirt.
You look her up and down, "Well if you're going to be here, you might as well put yourself to use."
A/N: Hope that's good, Anon!
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I can’t loose you.
summary | wanda had just got back from a mission, little did she know, you were falling apart alone.
warnings | self harm (cutting), attempting suicide
I didn’t expect for the day to end like this, but I carried myself up to the shared bedroom with Wanda and immediately slumped down onto the bed. Looking up to the ceiling, my thoughts soon leave my head, leaving me completely empty.
One moment, I was zoning out while lying on the bed. And then I feel this dreadful, oh-so-familiar tightening sensation in my chest. A wave of emotions crashes over me. One hand clutches my chest as I bolt to my feet towards the bathroom. I rummaged through the cabinet, pulling out all types of bottles till I found the one I’m looking for. It looked like a regular bottle of pain-killers, except it wasn’t. Twisting the cap open, the glint of light reflecting on the razors made them look heavenly.
I carefully observed through the pack of razors, trying to find the cleanest one. Satisfied with the one I chose, I tugged up my sleeve, holding the weapon firmly as I pressed it down on my skin.
At first, there was no blood, but soon enough it was dripping down my arm. One swipe turned into many, it made me want, no, need to do even more. Gritting my teeth, I let out a hiss of pain, yet somehow also enjoyed the sting.
Pain is good. It made me feel alive. Even for a second, it brought me back to reality.
When the world felt like it was going to crush me, or when my brain aches so much it makes me want to tear it apart from the whirlpool of emotions.
When everything became just too much.
It wasn’t long till my head started spinning, sliding down the wall sluggishly. I could feel my eyes opening and closing, followed by my body giving up on me not long after.
Click.
“Sweetheart, I’m back!” The voice of the ginger echoing through the house. “Where are you?”
Nothing.
“Y/N? Are you there?” The ginger once asked again.
Pure silence.
Panic flows through Wanda’s veins. She rushed up to the bedroom, a glimpse of light catching the corner of her eye.
“Y/N?” she said, her voice slightly muffled through the door. Hearing no response made her even more anxious. Wanda twisted the knob, turning out for it to be locked. She maximizes her strength on pushing the door open, attempting to forcely unlock it.
The lock clicked.
A broken gasp leaves Wanda’s lips once your arms are finally bared in front of her.
“Sweetheart?” Wanda said. Rushing to your side, shaking your body as each shake became more aggreisve.
Wake up.
Y/N, wake up.
Please, I’m not joking.
Wake up!
Tears streaming down her cheeks as she kept shouting your name over and over.
The last thing you could hear were her muffled cries: Don’t leave me. I can’t loose you. You’re going to be okay. Hold on, please, I still need you.
My eyes fluttered open, catching a quick glance of the bright light above me. I suddenly felt a pair of hands connecting with mines. I tilted my head, instantly greeted by a pair of green orbs. But, the color green seems dull, and there were these black stains under her eyes. She looks exhausted.
I didn’t remember most parts of what happened till I saw big bandages covering up almost my whole arms. No matter how much I try to resist, I can’t help to look at it as the memories flooded back into my mind.
Wanda held my arms gently, as if the slighest bit of pressure would make my body break.
Still, the feeling of the gauze pads pressing onto my skin made me wince.
“I’m sorry,” was all I managed to get out, trying to avoid her concerned gaze, moving to stare at the floor instead.
“Hey, no, it’s okay. It’s not your fault sweets, you’re okay.” the firmness in her voice made you finally look up to her. It wasn’t harsh, she wasn’t judging me or trying to make you feel bad about what you’ve done. She was worried, she was trying to show you that being in pain, isn’t something you should be sorry for.
Still, it made me feel guilty. How could I put her through this when she seems to still care?
Unable to handle the storm brewing in me, my eyes stinging with tears, which only pissed me off more. As much as it killed me to let Wanda see me break, I couldn’t help it.
“Oh, honey. I’m sorry I didn’t notice. I promise, I’ll get you all the help you need. ” cooed the ginger. “For now, it’s best for you to rest, kay?”
As much as I want to close my eyes, I hesitate. There is a worry still lingering in the back of my mind, and I really, really need to get it off my chest.
“Wands? You-- you won’t leave me, right?”
The arms around me tighten as she let out a soft tone at the question. “Never,” she promises. “I’ll always be here for you, sweetheart. I love you so, so much and I want you to know that.”
Her words echoes in my mind over and over again as my mind startd dozing off.
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DOCTOR STRANGE SPOILERS
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It was good movie but I think that I was expecting something more. It's a little disappointed that they show so much scene in promo spots.
I am a bit unsatisfied but there was a few things I really liked:
1. Strange, just him. His one of my favorite hero and this is defiently his story even with Wanda. I really like all of his alter from other universe.
2. 'Are you happy?'
3. Wanda was beautiful and her part was amazing. But after WV it was predictable.
4. Cameo was okey but the best part of it was their fight.
5. AMERICA. AMERICA. AMERICA. I am in love with her from now. I like her relation with Strange, her powers, the fact she's all alone but now she stays in Kamar-Taj.
6. Ending and first post credit scene - WTF, but I'm intresting about Clea.
I like Strange 2. It was good movie, defiently more darker then before, there was a moments when I felt like it's more a horror but I the end I don't regret to watch it and I know that soon I will watch it again.
#marvel movies#doctor strange#doctor stephen strange#multiverse of madness#stephen strange#america chavez#wong#wanda maximoff#scarletwitch#wandamaximoff x reader#stephen strange x reader#doctor strange x reader#scarlet witch x reader
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I think ill have to make like a cute little fluffy oneshot to make up for the depressing ass fic ive been posting
#fanfic#shitpost#girlblog#wandamaximoff x reader#regina george x reader#wlw#wanda maximoff#regina george
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Kiss, marry and kill
Summary : Tony and Y/N are playing kiss marry and kill. But Y/N is a massive simp for a familiar red head
Tony : Kiss, marry and kill?
Y/N : Um..
Y/N :
Y/N : Kiss wanda, Marry wanda
Wanda : Kill?
*Pietro stands up, Y/N pulls out a pocket knife and stands up aswell*
Y/N : kill anyone who stands in my way.
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We Met Again
Part 2 of When We Met since y’all asked so damn much! I just hope this one doesn't get censored too😅
Summary: You were on a 6-month-long mission with Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes only to come back to the compound and face Wanda.
Warnings: G!P reader, angst, making out, unprotected sex, ejaculation , soft sex turned rough, hair-pulling, breaking the bed (literally😂),
Word Count: 3,702
Prt 1 Here
"Welcome back Y/n, how was your little adventure with the boys?" Kate Bishop stood behind the bar making herself a pink alcoholic slush of some sort. You were covered in dirt and soot from head to toe. You just got off a mission with Sam and Bucky. You were in Egypt going about looking for a highly classified terrorist ring. Thankfully you got to them before they started their reign.
"Adventure my ass. I slept on the dirt while the boys slept in cozy beds like princesses. I tell you what I need is a shower and to take a well-deserved dirt nap in a real bed." You threw your weapons on the table halting at a chair and flinging off your boots. "I'll clean this shit up later Kat, I've been waiting for this." You turned to see Kate pouring herself a tall misshapen glass full of pink slush. "Sure thing Y/n, you and I are the only ones here I think. You want the rest?" She licked the side of her glass where she spilt. "Why not, might help me crash harder." You reached around Kate grabbing the whole blender. There was more than a mouthful left. You thought maybe it was strawberry daiquiri, so you thought nothing of it and chugged it. The first sip made you gag.
"Jesus Christ Bishop! Paloma? Really? What are you 40? You've been around Potts too long. Good lord.." You hated tequila, especially grapefruit. You polished it off not backing down leaving it on a table in the middle of the hallway. You knew there were empty beds not touched by any of the other Avengers. Basically new. It was funny really. Everything to you looked new but it was just the same as the last time you were down this hallway. Maybe it looked new because the last time you were here you were drunk with your pants around your ankles. Come to think of it. That table was new. You pivoted around noticing the table on further inspection. You saw a crack along the wall. Oh yeah, you remember. That was the spot. The spot where you and Wanda...
Yeah...Wanda...
You remember where her room was. You remember you crashed there after you both finished your fun in the hall. Curiosity killed the cat. You noticed the door was slightly cracked allowing light to shine through. But it was almost midnight, it wasn't natural light. It was from a light. Is she there? Did she forget to turn off the lights? Maybe. You pondered. Kate did say after all you two were the two here so it was bound she forgot. It's a common mistake.
You tip-toed over to her room letting your fingers creep through the part between the door and the wall slightly allowing the length of your fingers to pry the door a bit more. Your strength got the hold of you as it flung open. Wanda was sitting at the edge of her bed in her room, with her leg raised to lean her elbow on her knee, underneath her chin.
"Kate honey I told you for the third time today. We can drink and watch Sex and The City tomorrow. I don't feel up to it." She huffed watching the news. Her brows were furrowed, her eyes darting back and forth watching the live footage of whatever catastrophe happened. "So you're the one drinking Palomas huh?" You leaned in the door frame crossing your arms. You had to laugh. You never thought she was a cocktail girl. Though..you never thought she was the kind to give blowjobs either but you were surprised by both.
"Oh..it's you...no I don't drink that shit. She found Tony's recipe book for Pepper and his date nights and she's drinking like a fish...When did you come back to the States?" She was genuinely surprised to see me. Her leg fell from where it was prompted. Wanda stood up walking the length of her bedframe around to meet you.
You were shocked also. Maybe she wasn't showing yet? You swore you thought you'd come home and find her pregnant but unless she's super athletic or has it hidden she doesn't look like she's expecting.
"Ah 30 minutes ago. Um..stupid question.." You scratched your head looking down at Wanda then back up at her eyes. She laughed standing in front of you. Her hand reached to your cheek whipping the loose dirt from your undereye.
"Haha no! Unfortunately, I'm not pregnant. I don't know how. I always thought that first tries always work. I even helped you out a bit."
"Unfortunately? You wanted me to get you pregnant? Are you insane? You don't even know me and you want kids from me! I'm too young to have a family! Even with my powers...let alone, what gives you the right to choose for me!" You broke her hand away backing away. You had to leave or else there'll be bigger cracks in the wall.
"Y/n please, I never meant to hurt you. I just got confused that's all. You were so nice to me and after I lost Vis 2 times and lost my boys I just felt you comforted me. That's all." Wanda reached again grasping your bicep. You pulled away again this time hitting the wood casing around the frame with your elbow. The wood casing flew off behind you hitting the hallway floor.
"No! Don’t you dare touch me! All you cared about was yourself! Just because someone showed you comfort doesn't mean you let them cum inside you, Wanda! That's really fucked up! I'm sorry you lost your family but you can't just use me to play house!" You growled noticing your rage was becoming the better of you. Wanda through your eyes was becoming tiny. Her body language was making her small. Curling her fingers into the sleeves of her black cardigan, crossing her arm over to her elbow. She looked down at her bare feet letting out a shakey breath.
"I'm really sorry Y/n...I don't know what I was thinking. I've been so used to having people around me. That it feels weird to be by myself." Wanda's head was bowed letting her newly brown hair almost cover her head. A tiny tear ran down her blushed cheek wiping it away quickly.
All you saw was red. Not by Wanda's magic. But for some reason, you were enraged. How could you be this angry over something you fully did with Wanda 6 months ago? Maybe you do have a tiny bit of an anger problem. Little? In this case, that's an understatement.
You huffed feeling the hot pressure on your chest cool down to your stomach. You think seeing Wanda so visibly upset may have broken your cross attitude.
"Get used to it, Wanda." You had to storm off. If the conversation got any more heated; one of you was going to end up in a wall. And it was most likely going to be you. Maybe I'm just tired. Maybe if I get some sleep and a good shower I can speak to her more clearly.
You thought gliding to one of the newly furnished rooms.
Each room had its own bathroom. Tony is a playboy so obviously the bathroom was soundproof. The entire compound was all technology so a press of a button and the bedroom could be soundproof. You didn't need that tonight. You wished there was a switch to soundproof your head.
How could I snap like that? I haven't done that in years! What the hell was I thinking to begin with?! You felt like you could stand under the hot water for hours. It took two layers of body wash just to scrub away the dirt from your body and finally feel human. Maybe you were scrubbing off your anger with it in a sense. You had your little outbursts but this one almost made you black out. Your lofa scraped at your skin furiously, leaving little imprints everywhere. Your back flexed in the mirror examining your clean body. Your hips were women but your shoulders and torso were the shape of a man. You had average-sized breasts. They were nothing special, they were nice to look at but nothing that could turn any heads. Perhaps you could say they were bigger than average but you never noticed.
You got out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around your waistbone, as you inhaled walking to the foot of your bed your v-line showed every breath you took. You thought if someone was to walk in it would be less surprising seeing you topless instead of bottomless.
"Fuck...you got buff little one.." You gasped in fright hearing Wanda's quiet voice coming from the chair hidden next to the wall. Wanda's makeup was smeared all over her under her eyes. She was sniffling back what little tears she produced. She was crying heavily, using the sleeves of her cardigan. "What the fuck do you want now? Can't you see I'm busy? I'm not giving in to your mind games." You turned to face your back to her loosening the towel from your waist to dry your legs. You reached around putting on a pair of boxer briefs. You heard a creek come from the corner of your room knowing Wanda got up. Her bare feet were quiet on the hardwood but not quiet enough for you to hear.
"No mind games Y/n. I-I...wanted to apologize...you were right. I need to start learning how to be on my own. I deserve to be alone. I shouldn't have let you do those things to me." She held back a cry making her eyes gloss over.
"Hey, I didn't mean it like that. I was actually going to apologize to you. I don't know what came over me. I lost my temper too quickly. I haven't done that in years. I shouldn't have taken it out on you." Your hands lifted Wanda's chin to look at you, letting all of her hair fall back behind her shoulders. She looked like a baby raccoon. It was cute but you felt awful that she was crying because of you. "I'm so sorry Wanda." Wanda's hands placed around your hips, sliding herself closer to your body. You pulled her in deeper holding her close. Her head rested on your shoulder letting her finish her cries. Your hands caressed her skull, intertwining with her locs.
"It's okay..please, please stop crying. You're making me feel worse." You sat her down on the foot of the bed still massaging Wanda's head. She buried her face in your chest noticing her sobs being muffled into silent sniffles. One of your hands dropped placing it on her chest, directly on top of her heart. Her beats were rapid on the first touch, but once you dragged your fingertips along her skin she settled. Your other hand finally dropped rubbing her spine. She was frail in comparison to your body. Every muscle you flexed made it seem more apparent.
"Thank you," she sniffled, using her sleeve to wipe away her stained makeup. "Thank you very much Y/n. I feel like sometimes I can just go off the handle." Wanda wiped another tear with her sleeve again, the tears glossed in her eyes and made her pupils sparkle as she looked so passionately into your eyes.
"It's fine Wanda. We all go off the handle some days. I did it on you earlier. We just need to relax a little. The both of us."
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You and Wanda laid down together in silence. It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence however, it felt somehow to you a healing silence. You two didn’t need to talk, that’s what got you two into shit before. Just cuddling together. Wanda laid her head on your bare chest. You threw on a random stupid movie on TV, it was one of those goofy movies that two dudes probably smoked a joint and started filming. You didn’t like it; Wanda found it comical. She’d laugh at the slightest action or joke. 15 minutes later however she was silent. You peered down checking up on her. Her eyes fluttered, she was falling asleep. You twitched which made her jump.
“Jesus…what’s happened?” She whispered. I knew she fell asleep for a moment. You could hear it in her tone. Groggy and low.
“Nothing sorry. My leg just spasmed. It’s okay, you can go back to sleep.” Your hand ran down Wanda's thigh. Her skin was soft just like you remembered.
“Shut up, I wasn't sleeping.” She giggled rolling her head the other way.
“Oh I'm sorry, I just saw the stucco on the ceiling coming apart so I thought you were snoring.” You joked.
“Fuck off!” She laughed sitting up on your lap. “I do not snore!” Her hands grasped a fist full of your bare breasts in either hand. It felt good to be handled again. As soon as her hands touched you that way, you instantly felt you were getting hard. It wasn't an embarrassment any longer. You had another one-night encounter after Wanda that made feel 10x better about your appearance.
“No, that's just loudly humming in your sleep isn't it?” Your hands tightened around her hips slowly moving them back and forth. Wanda sucked air through her teeth letting a little gasp. "Ohh-stop!" She laughed biting her lower lip. "You want something else don't you detka?" Her dress grazed the front of your boxers, just to tease you.
"Perhaps. This time, it's on my terms. This time." Your hands pushed down on Wanda's thighs rubbing your forming bludge on the fabric of her panties. Her brows raised, turning her cheeks into a rose colour. "Really? Would you still want to? Even after everything I did?..."
“Of course.” You freed your hands from her thighs, swishing a strand of her hair away from her face looking into her emerald eyes. She giggled again looking down at your chest. “You’re tits are huge Y/n.” Wanda’s hands clutched my full chest. "I don't think I saw them last time." She squeezed each handful. You whinced with her nails digging into your skin.
"Ha! Well, I hope you remember something else's size." You joked lightly tugging at your boxers. “Hmm..I think I definitely need a refresher.” Wanda tugged the hem of her dress; pulling it over her head as her arms whisked it to the floor. Wanda’s hands jerked at the elastic band around your hips. Your fairly large erection greeted both of you with a fair shock as it bounced its way to freedom. “Oh yes, I remember now.” Her tongue folded against the tops of her teeth. Your hands held a firm grip on either side of Wanda’s panties ripping them off. “Seems you don’t need this huh?” She giggled letting out a small whimper. “Fuck-…can we stop all this talking Y/n? I really need you.” Your fingers trailed along her mound going further in her slit. Her inner core was silk. Your finger slipped inside effortlessly. Her little sounds became more low. “Oh…g-god.” Her head dropped down making her lips lay on mine. "Stop fucking teasing me..." She groaned as her teeth bit the bottom of my lip. "Okay, you asked for it." You flipped Wanda onto her back. The bed's feet raised as the bed made a thump. "Did you want condoms?"
"N-no. No, Wanda, I can pull out." You bent down locking your lips with hers again. "Haha..sure, sure you can Y/n." Wanda's eyes glowed red again briefly. "Fuck no more games. Just let me fuck you by myself." Your fingers slid between Wanda's folds before slipping your cock inside. She gasped curling her fingers into the sheets. Your hands planted on the mattress on either side of Wanda's head. She uncurled her fingers from the bedsheets, moving them around your wrists. Her breaths were choppy trying to get ahold. You thought she looked so beautiful underneath you, the way her skin naturally glowed, her pearly white smile chewing her bottom lip, the way she looked at you. Not in a loving way just yet, in an adoring way? A needing way.
"Go on. Keep making those pretty sounds for me, sweetheart." Your hips dove in feeling her walls coating you effortlessly. Wanda’s whines grew deafening, her eyes did not stop turning shades of red.
“Oh shit…y/n…uh-…” Wanda's head rolled back on the mattress. Dropping her jaw open. You began to thrust with a heavy pace. Becoming quick with every moan that escaped Wanda’s lips. The bed frame formed a squeaking noise with each pump into the brunette. Wanda’s leg had a hard time trying to stay afloat around your hips, slipping every movement you two shared. You stopped pulling out briefly.
“What-..Y/n? Why did stop?! Continuă…” Wanda cried out allowing her hands to fall scratching your biceps. “I will, don't worry. Go flip on your stomach, on your knees and bend over.” Wanda sighed a sly smile flipping onto her knees, arching her back letting her chest lay on the mattress. She glanced over her shoulder with her hair covering her face. Your hand traced her temple softly, leading your fingers into the brunette's long strands. Grasping a fistful of Wanda’s hair. You peered down watching your cock twitch in anticipation with Wanda’s ass sway in the same feeling of suspense. Your other hand grasped Wanda’s thigh sliding your shaft back into her slick folds.
“Oh…fuck-” Wanda sucked air through her teeth tilting her head down with your hand still tight on her hair. You did begin to thrust slowly as you once did, you began to ram yourself deeply inside the witch as though you were pushing through air. Wanda's hand gave out mid-pump landing on her chest. Her hands gripped the bedsheets as she tried to move her head to a more comfortable spot. "Fuck...you have such a nice ass." You twisted Wanda's hair around your knuckles applying a forceful tug. Her head raised leaving a spot of drool on the sheets. "Uh-huh!" Wanda's head cocked further to watch you. Your hand jerked the fistful of Wanda's hair pulling her hair as hard as you could muster without ripping all of her hair out entirely. Her body lifted off the mattress onto her knees. Her back pressed on your chest laying her head on your shoulder. "Oh god!...Shit!" Your wrist could not take it anymore, you let go of Wanda's hair allowing it to fall behind your shoulder. Your hand relaxed on Wanda's thigh attaching every finger around the softest part of her leg. Wanda's arm flung around your throat holding herself up. "Shit...I'm going to cum..." Wanda's moans were silent as she took a small breath. "Huh? Good baby...me too." You sighed out feeling yourself climbing higher and higher up to your point of no return. "Do it Y/n." Wanda used her knees bouncing her body against you.
"Do what Wand?" You groaned in her ear smelling her sweet perfume sweat off onto you. "Cum in me...please..." Her cheek heated on yours as you felt her jaw lock open not letting another sound out. "Y-you sure? I don't know." You did not want to take that chance again, you had some rendezvous with a certain green bulky woman in Egypt, knowing you mastered your craft of pulling out. If you did not get her pregnant 6 months ago, hell, you couldn't do it again right?
"F-fine...you want me to cum inside you huh?" You huffed tightening your grip on Wanda's thighs, the wooden bedframe continued to rattle. The frame began to bell out with your knees ready to cave. "Yes! Yes!"
"Yes, what?"
"Cum inside me Y/n! Fill me!" Wanda's voice shrieked out letting go of a low-toned moan. "Oh god! I'm cumming!" Wanda grasped firmly on your neck vibrating her entire body. Her eyes glow red tracing red mists around both of your bodies. "Fuck!" The pressure within you exploded, you could not think if it was you that came or if Wanda had some help to speed it up. You felt your cock throb spewing out your cum in the witch. She tried her best to make her body stay still, her thighs would not stop fidgeting. You bucked your knees forward to have Wanda fall on her stomach as you fell with her. The bedframe finally gave way as the mattress hit the floor. You both hit a thump, Wanda chuckled under your body softly as she took a quick breath. "Well, shit. How do you expect to explain this to Tony?"
"We'll blame Kate," You sighed wiping a bead of sweat from your brow. "She got too drunk and we found her jumping on the bed. Agreed?"
"Agreed detka. Let's get out of here. We can go to my room." You arose to see the bedposts still standing but the wood beams holding the bed just fell. "Well, this was a great welcome back." You stretched out your arms above your head hearing the cracks of your shoulder blades. "I'd say so." You stood up from the mattress whisking your boxers off the floor.
"Y/n? You don't need those." Wanda sat up on her knees running her hands through her hair. You bent over as you picked Wanda up by her thighs and wrapped them around your waist. "Haha! I sure do. I don't want to scare Kate if we run into her." You took hefty strides over to the bedroom door, making your way down the hall to Wanda's room. Wanda draped her hands around your neck giving a sly little smile as she looked over her shoulder. Her wrist flicked a red mist, you witnessed the red mist run down the staircase doing nothing after it left the stairs. "There. She won't bug us. I put her to sleep for the night. Now, we can have more fun."
"Good. Let's hope I don't break your bed this time."
"Well, don't promise that. I'd love you to ruin me." Her finger traced along your jaw down your throat. "Ask, and you shall receive."
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Work Break - W.M
summary: You're working underneath the blazing sun at the Maximoff house until Wanda invites you inside for a drink…and more.
tags: MINORS DNI!! smut, fingering, choking, finger riding, powerbottom!Wanda, praise
word count: 3.5k
The sun burns relentlessly down on you, your white top clinging to your chest, droplets of sweat running down the valley of your breasts. Wiping a hand down your face, you take a second to catch your breath. Your muscles ache from the uncomfortable kneeling position as you hammer in another nail in the wood.
You love your work as a landscape gardener but sometimes you forget the downsides of working outside in the blazing heat of the Valley Village. On the bright side of it, the location is home to hundreds of rich families that are always in desperate need of talented workers such as yourself. Those people hate to get their hands dirty which results in your high salary and full schedule.
Feeling someone's eyes on you, your eyes dart to the side. At first, you think that your mind is playing games with you but behind the lacy, white curtain hides a shadow. A shadow that you come to recognize after one week of working in this garden.
Wanda Maximoff.
She is the picture-perfect housewife living at the end of the road. The slightly older woman has everything that one could want. A husband. Two sweet, little boys.
Her eyes trail over your sun-kissed skin, halting at the sight of your collarbone. Wanda swallows heavily, shaking her head ever so slightly to get herself out of the trance. You blink, feeling the corners of your mouth tuck upright at the observation. The expression of amusement teases your eyes, lifting a brow as the redhead clasps her hands together. The wedding ring shimmers in the sunlight, reminding you of the circumstances.
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"Do you want something to drink?"
Your attention is pulled away from your task as the honey-like voice fills the silence, cutting through you like a sharp knife. Wanda stands on the porch, wearing a dress that you have never seen before. It's a yellow sundress with very thin fabric for the hot temperature, ending midthigh.
She wears her hair down this time, gone is the tight bun that makes her face look cold and hard. Wavy red locks are brushed over her shoulders, building a stark contrast to her yellow sundress. You subconsciously lick over your dry lips, straightening your back to look a bit more presentable which is impossible knowing that your hair must be falling out of your messy bun by now and sweat clinging on your forehead.
"Oh, I don't know if that would be wise. I shouldn't waste my time with useless stuff to minimize my work hours." You use her words from last week against her, innocently batting your eyelashes. "Unless you insist on it."
She quickly nods. "I do."
"Really?"
She hums, pointing to the sun. "I can't have you working in my garden during these temperatures. What would the neighbors say if they found you passed out on the grass?"
You grin. "I would dare say that they wouldn't care."
"That's not true…of course, they would come to your aid. We're not monsters, y/n, even if you'd like that. Wouldn't you?"
You excuse yourself to the bathroom, fixing your appearance in the reflection as best as possible. Scrubbing your hand with soap, you remove the dirt from your hands while being careful not to destroy the perfect-looking bathroom. Everything seems to have a place in this house. In the end, you even wash your face with cold water. On the one hand, it's to wash away any remaining sweat droplets. On the other hand, it's to cool down your overheating cheeks which aren't pink because of the sun but because of a certain redhead waiting for you in the living room.
Back in the living room, Wanda hands you a cold bottle of beer. With a small thanks you take a sip, humming at the cool taste on your hot tongue. You continue standing as the older woman sits down on the white couch, sinking into one soft cushion. As you don't make any intentions to follow her actions, Wanda pats down in the place beside her and clicks her tongue.
"I won't bite." She jokes, scooting a few inches to the side to make even more room for you to sit. "You're standing all day long, you should rest your legs."
You sit down next to her, making sure to not let your knees touch each other. "Thank you."
Wanda scoots closer, tilting her to the side and letting it rest on her hand. Grabbing the bottle of beer out of your hand, she places it on the coffee table. Your blood rushes into your ears as you look at the carpet, slowly moving closer to her face. The redhead places her wine glass next to yours, continuing to not utter a single word. The silence is deafening as you can hear the birds chirping in the distance through the closed door.
"Would you be against it if I made myself a bit more comfortable?" She finally breaks the silence, raising a brow in question.
"N-no, of course not."
"Great."
Without a single warning, Wanda closes the last few inches separating your bodies, and lifts one knee over your legs. With one knee on either side of your body, she lowers herself down on your lap. It all happens so fast that you can only blink. Your eyes are glued on the hem of her dress, watching it shift as she moves ever so slightly to not press fully against your thighs.
Wanda grabs your chin between her forefinger and thumb, tilting your head upward. "Look at me."
Your breath catches in your throat as her eyes catch yours, hues of emerald green and some small dots of light brown shining brightly. You never were this close to her before, therefore not realizing the extent of her beauty.
"You're really pretty."
Wanda smirks at your shy, new behavior as her forefinger draws a line over your collarbone and up your neck to cup your jaw. "Well, thank you, darling. I must admit that you are a sight for sore eyes too."
You blush furiously at that, not able to hide the clear embarrassment on your face as another wave of shivers rocks through your body.
The ends of her hair tickle your face as she leans forward, making sure to grind her hips ever so slightly down on your thigh. You clench your hands into fists, forbid yourself to make the first move, and touch her bare thighs. Her yellow sundress moves up her legs even further as she lifts her arms around your shoulders, drawing you in to run her nose over the side of your neck. Wanda hums deeply at the scent of sunscreen and sweat that inhumanly turns her on more than she would want to admit.
"I must ask, did you ever get yourself in trouble…working for those unhappily married wives who are staying at home all day while their kids are at school and their husbands not returning until the late evenings?"
"You have to be more specific for me to answer that question."
"I just mean that-" Her hand runs over your shoulder, squeezing your forearm and groaning at the feel of strong muscles. "The sight of you in those tight-fitted tops must be difficult to endure for some women."
"You could be right with that. But nothing ever happened." You nod, tilting your head back to watch her lust-filled eyes trail over your chest. "Are you having difficulties too, Miss?"
She bites down on her lower lip, shamelessly tugging on one side of the strap. "You could say that."
"Do you want me to leave?" You ask, liking the game that you were playing with each other. "I won't bother you anymore if I'm out of your sight."
"No. No don't you dare leave…but I'd like you to remove it. Maybe it'll help with my difficulties."
"Remove what exactly?"
"Oh, don't play the innocent one here." Wanda tugs on the white fabric, revealing another inch of your stomach but not ripping it off your body like you want her to. "Do you not understand yet that I want you?"
You nearly faint at the huskiness of her voice as her lips smile lazily down on you. Her fingertips barely move over your abdomen but your body reacts nevertheless, clenching your thighs together as a shot of electricity rushes down. Wanda nudges her nose over your jaw, her hot breath hitting your lips and fanning over your overheated face.
"Cat got your tongue?"
You scratch your neck, eyes darting to the side as her eyes burn through your soul, reading you like an open book. "It's hard to think properly around you. You're distractingly beautiful."
"What a sweet girl you are under all that hard attire. Do you want to make me happy, darling? Over the last few days, I had a really uncomfortable feeling in my stomach and I believe it all has to do with you. It would only be fair if you'd be the one to solve it since you're the cause of my misery."
Your lips tremble at the anticipation of what's to come, slowly getting rid of the anxiety and reaching out to touch her hip. "I'd be happy to help you out."
"Why don't you continue sitting like that and let me do the work? I don't want to exhaust your talents all at once, that would be too much to ask of you."
Removing your top and throwing it carelessly over her shoulder, Wanda skims her mouth over your skin without touching you directly. It drives you insane with want. The rich perfume of hers that reminds you of vanilla messes up your head, every sense consumed by her. She pulls back with a small sigh, taking in the sight of you and your damn sports bra.
Your eyes dart to the door at the far end of the hallway, having a clear look behind the blurry glass door. "Do you want to take this somewhere else?"
"I can't wait any longer," Wanda responds with a hushed voice, growing needier with each second when she doesn't have your fingers inside her. "I need you."
"What if someone walks in?" You voice out your thoughts, clenching your jaw as the redhead presses down on your thigh. "What if we're caught?"
"The boys aren't to be home for the next two hours and my hu- Vision won't return until nightfall. He never gets off of work early." Wanda explains in a rush, tugging at your free hand that is laying on the couch and placing it on her naked thigh. "Nobody will interrupt us. Now…please, I need your hands on me or I'm going to get insane."
You flex your hand on her leg, holding on to the last ounce of self-respect. "What do you want me to do to you?"
"Many things." She bites down on your earlobe, sucking it inside her warm mouth. "But most importantly I want you to fuck me."
You lunge forward, crashing your mouth on top of hers. Wanda smiles into the kiss, quickly getting the upper hand again and leading the kiss. Her tongue slips inside your mouth, exploring each other with a sort of desperation. You taste the red wine on her lips, getting drunk on the essence of her. You leave wet kisses over her neck, down to her collarbone. You're careful not to leave any marks, not wanting to cause trouble with her husband when he'd discover them. Wanda sinks her fingers into your hair, tugging on it as she pushes your head further downward. The message is clear as your mouth brushes over one hardened nipple that pushes against the fabric of her thin summer dress.
"Pull it over my boobs, I need to feel your mouth on them."
"But it'll loosen." You don't want to ruin her expensive dress on the first day that she's wearing it. "It must've been expensive."
"I don't care." She presses a finger against your lips, already reaching for the neckline. "I'll buy another one."
Pulling the fabric of the dress over her chest, you nearly black out at the sight of her braless chest. Wanda bites down on her lip, tugging it behind her teeth and grinning at your reaction. Cupping the back of your head with her hand, she tugs you towards her chest. Her eyes flutter close, totally in bliss as your mouth wraps around one nipple. Drawing circular motions around the spot with your tongue, you hum at the taste of her.
"That feels amazing." She breathes out, petting your head with lazy strokes of her hand. "Such a pretty girl with a talented mouth."
Spurred on by her praise, you trace your fingers over her stomach and beneath the hem of her dress. Her breath hitches as your fingertips trace over her swollen lips, feeling the wetness seeping through the fabric. Teasing her while remaining over the fabric, she begins to rhythmically meet your hand to let your fingers bump against her clit. This goes on for another minute or two, the older woman quickly growing restless as her moans get louder.
"That's enough teasing for now…I want to feel you without any layers separating us."
You remove your mouth from her breast with a wet pop, licking over your lips at the sight of her dilated pupils. Waiting for her to make the next movement, you gasp as she pulls up your hand and lifts them to her mouth. Wanda parts her lips, sucking two of your fingers inside her mouth and gently scraping her teeth over the tips of your fingers. Swirling her tongue around your fingers, she continues to hold eye contact with you. Wanda moves her head up and down your fingers, obviously imitating something else that makes your brain short-circuit. Your heart flutters in your chest, watching her in awe as she removes your fingers with a loud pop.
"Let me ride your fingers."
She pushes the fabric of her underwear aside, not wasting any time as you immediately move a finger through her slit. The wetness of her salvia makes it easier but matter of fact it wasn't necessary since her cunt is drenched.
"Oh god, you're so wet already." You moan, swirling her wetness over her swollen clit. "Have you been this wet all morning, watching me work from behind the curtain?"
Wanda's eyes widen as her mouth falls open to protest, but you silence her quickly by speaking first.
"Don't think that I didn't see you spying on me, Miss. I might have my eyes on my task but the glares of someone else don't get past me easily."
You swallow her groan as two of your fingers push past her entrance. Her eyes screw shut as her eyebrows furrow and it's easily the most beautiful sight you have ever seen. Wanda's head lolls back, bathing in the pleasure that courses through her blood system. Your free hand gropes her breast, playing with her nipple. As time goes by, Wanda is unable to kiss back anymore and you move your mouth over her jawline, layering her skin in kisses. Wanda pants out hasty breaths and sinks her fingernails into your shoulder as if she's afraid that you'll slip away.
"Faster…oh, please."
Quick to oblige, you fuck into her with a faster pace. Helping her ride you, you time it right to push your fingers faster into her when she lowers herself down on them. Your fingers pick up the pace, hearing the results of your actions reach your ears as her wetness coats your fingers and wrist. Her body practically melts into your touch as you curl the tips of your digits, brushing over that spongy spot right behind her opening.
Wanda whimpers in response, shakily nodding and gasping for air to fill her lungs. "Right there, that's the spot."
You suddenly feel bold, which must be the fault of having a goddess ride your fingers and gasp your name. "Yeah?"
She shudders above you. "Y-yes."
The feeling of her soft, velvet walls wrapped around your fingers keeps you going, fucking her faster to hear her become a whimpering mess. You might imagine it but it's like you are on fire, the sun from before nothing compared to the wildfire inside you. You part your finger a bit, stretching out her walls. Her thighs twitch as her hips roll forward as she drops back down on your lap, switching between bouncing and humping your hand.
"Another one, baby." Wanda presses her forehead against yours, her chest heaving as her trembling breath hits your mouth. "Be a bit rougher, please."
You blink rapidly, not believing what's coming out of the mouth of the innocent-looking woman. "What?"
"You heard me." Her mouth returns to your ear which becomes one of the favorites she has done over the past couple of minutes. "I want you to use me, fuck me until my mind goes blank. Make me scream your name."
You're lost for words once again. But you brush the astonishment aside, focusing on her words and pushing a third finger inside her walls. Wanda groans at the stretch, needing a few tries to get her rhythm back. She bounces on top of your lap, her breasts deliciously wriggling at each hard thrust. Moving your hand into a new position, creates friction on her small bundle of nerves, resulting in another wave of whimpers. Her walls clamp tightly around your fingers, sucking you in and welcoming you with another gush of wetness that trails down your hand.
"Fuck…just like that, you're doing so good. You have no idea how long you have been plaguing my dreams. The moment I saw you in that damn top I couldn't get you out of my mind."
Her words electrify something deep within you, scraping your teeth teasingly over her stiff nipple. "Tell me more."
"T-the moment I went to bed, flashes of you kept me up all night. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't get to rest unless I slipped my hand beneath my underwear and fixed the problem that you caused." Wanda says through clenched teeth, tugging on your head to expose more of your neck to her. "Fuck, I was so turned on that my fingers pushed me over the edge in less than three minutes. I never came that hard before by myself. I had to clasp a hand over my mouth to not scream your name and wake up my husband."
A trembling hand reaches for yours, placing it on her throat. Dazed eyes, clouded with desire, look down at you with a silent plea. Your thumb traces over her pulse point, feeling her erratic heartbeat. Her eyes lose their focus on you, becoming nearly crossed-eyed as she climbs higher and higher.
"Choke me- oh." Your fingers press down on the side of her neck, making sure to apply pressure but not on the spot where it would cut off her airway. "Such a good girl, following my orders."
You squeeze your eyes shut as a wave of warmth wraps around you like a blanket. Wanda places her hand on top of yours, encouraging you to squeeze harder.
"You like that word, mhm?" It's like her mocking turns her on even more, holding on to you for dear life as her head tilts to the side. "My pretty, little girl."
You hold back a pathetic whimper as she sucks a mark on the front of your neck, knowing that it'll probably last for the next few days. "Yours."
"Fuck, I'm going to come. You're going to make mommy come, baby. Just a tiny bit more-"
The name sends you into autopilot, the only thought in your mind is to make her fall apart around you. Flicking your thumb over her abused clit and hammering your fingers into her heat, Wanda loses her rhythm and freezes above you. You give her delicate neck one last squeeze and suck on her nipple, knowing that the stimuli would send her over the edge. With your mouth and hands being occupied elsewhere, you're unable to silence her as she lets out a scream, whimpering your name over and over again.
Her arousal drips down your hand, leaving a wet spot on your trousers. Moving your hand away from her neck, you pull her closer and let her calm down. Aftershocks rock her body as the redhead buries her face into your neck, pressing her nose into your skin.
"We should've done this earlier."
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imagine Wanda just kissing your neck for minutes, her hands roaming through your body because "Oh my, I could never get enough of you" but then her kisses turn into bites and she makes sure to leave deep hickeys - your neck is too pretty to not be covered in her marks - and after a while is just too much teasing, you can't help but whine and arch your hips. But Wanda just laughs quietly, looking into your wide desperade eyes and bitting her lip as her hands find your thighs, then your hips, your breasts, and finally your plump lips that she makes sure to tug at the bottom of it. And she just smiles at you, like an upside down smile
"Whiny, whiny girl. Why are you whiny, baby? uhm?"
obviously you can't even form words at this point
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Bondage
Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Wanda's definitely the type to use her powers on her lover. But not in an 'I'm going to mind control you until you're horny beyond belief' kinda way. No, no, no. I imagine her using her telekinesis on you.
See, it starts when you get home. It's been a long day. Wanda's been gone for the last week on some kind of mission for the Avengers and you've been at the office putting out fires since early in the morning.
In your tiredness, you don't realise that you're gently being pushed toward the bedroom. You don't realise that Wanda's sat on her armchair in the corner of the room, her fingers surrounded by a red glow. You don't realise you're hastily being undressed.
You finally catch a glimpse of Wanda as you're being led towards the bed, your face breaking into the largest smile. You try to move towards her but Wanda's magic pushes you into the centre of the room. Her magic lifts your arms towards the ceiling and keeps them locked there, invisible binds keeping them in place. Your ankles are bound in the same way, leaving you bare and spreadeagle in the middle of the room, ready for whatever Wanda has in store.
She circles you like a vulture circles its prey, running a knuckle over each of your nipples, watching them pebble as her touch leaves them.
"I've had a long few days, honey. Will you let me use you however I want? Let me get all of my stress out?" She whispers, reaching around to massage your ass with her hands. You nod vigorously, more than excited for what's in store.
She opens the box at the foot of your bed, pulling out 2 dildos and a ring gag. She fastens the ring gag in your mouth, the stretch slightly painful but welcome. "So you drool over your tits," she justifies, "I love it when you make a mess everywhere." Her fingers find their way to your pussy, dripping in anticipation. "Such a messy baby, already leaking everywhere." She starts toying with your clit and you thrash against your bounds, trying to find more friction. She chuckles at your helplessness, "Don't worry baby, I'll give you exactly what you want soon. I promise."
She slaps your cunt a few times, making you scream and moan wildly. She then introduces the dildo to your cunt, the head slipping easily past your folds. She pushes it into you until you're settled at the base and she uses her powers to keep it in place. You feel so full that your eyes roll back in your head as you try and move around the fullness of the dildo.
Drool starts to hit your tits as your mouth hangs open. You wiggle your ass, begging for any movement or friction. The dildo starts to move out of your cunt at an achingly slow speed. Wanda moves behind you, her fingers coated in lube. As the dildo completely retracts from your pussy, she sticks her fingers in your ass, before replacing them with the dildo. You feel ridiculously full. As the dildo in your pussy moves out the dildo in your ass moves in, and vice versa.
Your eyes roll back in pleasure as you crash into your first orgasm, your legs shaking as you squirt everywhere. Wanda relaxes in her armchair, a vibrator held in her hand. She pleasures herself as she watches cum over and over again. She watches you go dumb, praising you as you drooled down onto your tits, eyes glazed over with pleasure. "Look at you, my pretty baby. Taking everything I give you. I think you can do one more, right? Right, baby?" You nod your head desperate to please her - Wanda being the only thing that existed in your lust-driven mind.
After 10 or 12 orgasms, you and Wanda both lost count. She releases you from your bounds, catching you as your legs collapse beneath you. Cum trickles down your thigh, which Wanda catches with a finger and brings to her mouth, "Oh baby, you taste so good."
She carries you to the bathroom and cleans you up with a wet cloth, as you lean into the crook of her neck. She whispers sweet praises in your ear before placing you on the bed. She grabs a glass of water from the kitchen and coaxes you into drinking a few sips before you fell asleep. You whined, begging her to just let you sleep, but you listened anyway. She brings your head down onto her chest as you slip into sleep.
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Masterlist
Marvel:
Wanda Maximoff
Natasha Romanoff
Wandanat
Yelena Belova
Kate Bishop
The 100:
Lexa
Clarke Griffin
Raven Reyes
Twilight:
Rosalie Hale
Actors:
Elizabeth Olsen
Angela Giarratana (Smosh)
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Parenthood
Summary: Wanda has always wanted to be a mom, whilst you have had your doubts.
Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Widow!Reader
Genre: Angst, little bit of fluff at the end
Warnings: Scaring Wanda with a gun, early stages of pregnancy, being a mom, gender reveal parties, doing something you shouldn’t have (i suck at warnings without spoiling stuff)
Requested: yes/NO
Words: 3,448
A/N: This was written on the fact that I don’t have a great relationship with my mother (she is NOT my mom, that’s for sure) and I’m personally terrified of being a mom. I know I don’t have to be pregnant (which is another fear of mine) but I do like the idea of having children. Thanks for coming to my TED Talk :)
*not my gif*
Ever since you became a SHIELD agent beside Natasha, you knew what could happen in your personal life. If you had a partner, enemies could try to use them as leverage, so you closed yourself off romantically. Similarly, children were a no-go, without question.
Which made you slightly glad you had graduated in the Red Room. Yes, the torture, the chemical subjugation and the psychological conditioning was traumatic and filled your nightmares, but you didn’t have to worry about having children, having a weakness. It made everything easier, especially the killing.
But, your abstinence of love came to an end when you met Wanda Maximoff. You were on a mission in the Bahamas whilst the whole Sokovia deal went down, which meant that when you returned, you were surprised to see a new addition to the team. Vision was there too, but you didn’t really pay much attention to him.
Instead, you wondered why nobody was talking to this sweet-looking and obviously saddened woman. She was about your age and you had come to introduce yourself once, but the look on her face confused you.
“I’m Agent L/N, but you can call me Y/N. What’s your name?”
She looked up at you and muttered her name softly. “Wanda. Wanda Maximoff.”
“It’s nice to meet you, Wanda. Do you want to watch a movie?” You offered as you scanned through the kitchen for a snack.
You took her silence as a yes and began to pull out some popcorn and other sweets before you saw a red wisp come past and grab a bag of candy. You watched, mesmerised, as it floated back to Wanda and her eyes held that similar glow.
“Do it again.” You blurted out, surprised by your own words.
“I’m sorry?” Wanda asked and you quickly threw the popcorn packet at her, her magic stopping it from hitting her in the face.
“Whoa.” You chuckled, creeping up next to it with complete fascination in your eyes.
“Y-You like it?”
You looked up at Wanda. “Like it? It looks amazing! This is so cool!” You brushed your hands through the wisps, watching them break and reform when your hand moved far enough away.
“It tickles.” You snickered, watching Wanda’s eyes drop to her candy.
Your smile faded as she picked one out, only for it to grow back as she offered it to you. You opened your mouth and she placed it on your tongue, watching you taste it and hum happily.
“Careful now, Maximoff. I might just start liking your sweets a bit too much.” You smirked, grabbing her hand before you dragged her to the movie room.
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That was four years ago. It took a while, but Wanda eventually confessed her love for you, only for you to say it back instantly with a kiss. Now, you lived in your own apartment that wasn’t too far from the Avengers Compound so you could still do missions.
It was a busy day at work and you had just come home, exhausted. Training recruits was a mess when every one of them had poor stance or technique, making you have to save a couple of them from breaking their necks or snapping another’s.
“Wands? I’m home.” You called out, placing your bag down in the kitchen to see dinner cooked and sitting idly in pots and pans.
But no Wanda.
“Honey?!” You called again, this time with more urgency.
You swept through the house with your gun by your side and saw a light on - your bedroom. You heard muffled cries and instantly pulled your gun up into your sights, creeping silently around the bathroom door before stepping out to aim the gun at the back of Wanda’s head.
She shrieked and spun to face you, eyes wide with fear. You threw the gun to the ground and swept her into your arms, calming her down.
“Shh, my love. It’s okay, I just thought someone had taken you. It’s alright, I’m here.” You cooed, running your fingers through her hair as she caught her breath.
“Don’t you do that ever again, you hear me?” She scolded you lightly whilst she hugged you, your eyes opening to see a white stick turned upside down on the bathroom counter.
“Wanda… what is that?”
She pulled away from you and fiddled with the rings on her fingers. “I’m late.”
Your eyes widened. You two hadn’t been trying, but you knew being a mother was a part of Wanda’s future, whether you liked it or not. Of course, you had supported her decision, but you always had a nagging voice in the back of your head.
“M-My rose, how much time left?”
She pulled her phone out of her pocket and showed you the timer. 20 seconds. You took a few deep breaths with her and watched the timer stop, spinning Wanda around so she could pick up the stick whilst being held by you.
Two lines.
Wanda placed the stick down and clasped a hand over her mouth, looking at you in the mirror. You were still looking at the stick and her magic brought your eyes to the mirror, seeing her teary expression of happiness.
“I’m gonna be a mom.” She whispered, shocked.
“You’re gonna be a mom, my love.” You smirked softly, kissing her cheek as she looked down at the test.
“I’m gonna be a mom!”
She spun around and kissed you feverishly, to which you could taste the salty tears within her lips. You pulled away and she looked confused, but you simply brushed away a few stray hairs before you cupped her cheeks.
“We’re gonna be moms.” You smiled with a whisper, hiding your insecurity deep within your fortified mind.
She grinned at you and kissed you again before shoving you into the shower, cleaning you quickly so that you could call everyone you wanted to call.
And you knew you were running out of time to tell her.
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You sat patiently in the nurse’s office whilst Wanda lifted her shirt to expose her stomach, shivering at the cold gel the nurse put on. The ultrasound whirred to life and you simply stared at the screen, confused by the whole contraption.
“Wanda, would you like to meet your child?” The nurse turned to show her the screen, the outline of a growing baby.
She chuffed out in shock and looked up at you, but your eyes were still trained on the screen. Suddenly, the nurse began to move the wand over on the witch’s stomach and gasped.
“I should say children. You’re having twins! Congratulations!”
You and Wanda made eye contact before she kissed you softly, happiness flooding her whilst the nurse cleaned her stomach of gel and dismissed you both. You had both planned to have a gender reveal at the Avengers Compound and the nurse sent the results to Natasha, the only person you really trusted with that information.
The drive back home was quiet as you both processed this new information. Not only was Wanda healthily pregnant, but she had two babies growing inside of her. Two. One you could handle, but two? It seemed like a lot of work.
Your insecurity inched closer to the front of your mind.
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You stood in the compound with a can of soda in your hand. Two boys. Everyone was elated and Wanda was distracted enough by all of the congratulations that you had slipped away into the kitchen. You could feel your breathing getting shorter and you closed your eyes, doing what your therapist had taught you - slow, deep breaths.
It wasn’t until you felt a hand on your shoulder that you opened your eyes, seeing Natasha stand next to you.
“Congratulations.” She muttered, leaning against the counter as she watched you.
“Natasha, can I tell you something?” You asked, afraid that you would be judged.
She nodded silently, waiting patiently for you to speak. Your mouth opened and closed, huffs of air coming out as you couldn’t put your thoughts into words.
“You don’t know if you want to be a mom.” Natasha answered for you, watching your body tense up before it relaxed.
“You knew? Of course you knew, you’re Natasha freaking Romanoff.” You slapped your palm into your face, sitting down on the couch chair before she sat opposite you and put her glass of wine down.
“Y/N, you are a brilliant woman. You excelled in every aspect of your life and you were sure of every decision you made, including marrying Wanda. Why are you so hesitant now?”
“I… I don’t know, Natasha.” You sighed, putting your head in your hands.
“I love her, I really do, but I just don’t know. I don’t know if I can handle one kid, let alone two. What do I teach them? How can I be a mom when I didn’t even have one of my own? She moulded me into the perfect assassin, almost as perfect as you. I just…”
Natasha sighed and moved towards you, sitting on the arm of the chair before her hand fell onto the middle of your back. “Look, I think you need to talk to Wanda. Maybe take a few days off, have a chat with her and you’ll figure it out. She’s perfect for you and you can’t let her go, Y/N.”
You nodded as you sniffled and dried away your tears. You stood and turned to the Widow who held a plain look on her face.
“I’ll talk to her tonight. For now, we celebrate.”
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You sat nervously in Wanda’s room, holding onto the small ultrasound image of your twin boys. You smiled softly and fiddled with the edge of the photo before you heard a knock at the door, your head turning to see your beautiful wife standing in the frame.
“Tired?” You asked, opening the sheets next to you.
She nodded and came underneath before holding onto your waist, looking at the image with complete love. “I’ve already started thinking of names.”
You hummed, waiting to hear them. She told you a few and you liked them all, unable to choose since your mind wasn’t really in the conversation. It wandered as you thought about how you’d tell her, still hidden behind the shield in your mind.
You hated hiding things from her, but this was very much a ‘you’ thing. You knew Wanda wouldn’t give them away; this has been her dream since she moved in with the Avengers. You sniffled quietly as a few tears fell to your eye, not going unnoticed by Wanda.
“Hey… why the tears, my love?” She asked you softly, brushing them away with the pad of her thumb.
“Just… emotional. And you’re the pregnant one.” You scoffed lightly, kissing her plump lips as she leaned into you.
“How about we go to sleep?” She offered, wrapping you in her arms.
She watched as you tensed, pulling away slowly as she registered the battling look in your eyes. “Y/N… show me your thoughts.”
You looked up at her and her furrowed brows, shaking your head lightly as you scoffed. “Wanda, it’s not something for you.”
“Like hell it isn’t. Show me them, Y/N, now.” She lifted her palm towards your head but you rolled off of the bed before it could reach.
“Wanda, it’s my mind.” You barked.
“And you’re my wife. Tell me what is troubling you or I will force my way in.” She growled, her eyes now glowing.
You felt annoyance drip through your thoughts. This was something you had to figure out, alone - why couldn’t she understand that?
“You’re forcing my hand here, detka (baby). I don’t want to hurt you, but I’ve trained you on how to keep a telepath at bay, so I have no doubt your mind is fortified.”
“Really? You’re using that pet name?” You huffed, only to realise what information you had spilled.
Her eyes stopped glowing as she looked at you. “Is this… Do you not want to be a mother? Y/N, I’m too far along to have an abortion and I’m not giving them up. I want to be a mom.”
You looked up at her before you turned away, your voice quiet. “You could’ve asked me before you magicked them into your belly.”
She whipped your head around with her magic and you were forced to look her in the eye. “Y/N, do you or do you not want to be a mom?”
“Wanda, it’s not that simple!” You pushed her backwards lightly, but she stumbled onto the bed as shock filled you.
“No… Wanda, please, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-”
“Get out.” She spoke quietly, making you all the more terrified.
“Wanda, please-”
“GET OUT!”
The door opened behind you and her magic picked you up before you were thrown like a ragdoll into the empty hallway, something you were thankful for, whilst your head hit violently against the wall. In a daze, you looked up and saw a slight glimmer of guilt before Wanda’s door closed, shutting you out.
You stood and shuffled towards her door, pressing your forehead against it like you should have done with her palm.
“Honey, please…” You whimpered.
Natasha was right. Wanda was perfect for you and you couldn’t lose her, even if your stupidity had probably just done that.
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It had been three days since you talked to Wanda. You’d seen her throughout the compound, smiling and chatting whilst she would do some light exercise with Clint or Natasha. However, every time you came into the room, she would briefly say goodbye before leaving.
“She’s a stubborn one, that’s for sure.” Natasha smirked as you walked over to her by the ring, sweat dripping down her shoulders that you threw a towel at.
“Cover up before your fiancé gets jealous.” You grumbled, waving at Maria from across the gym.
“Somebody’s a sour-puss. What, you miss your wifey?”
You glared at Natasha and she shook her head whilst chuckling. “You know I’m just teasing you. You should corner her somehow, then explain your absolutely shitty thought that you’d be a crappy mom.”
Suddenly, an idea appeared in your mind and you snatched onto it before hiding it within your fortress. Natasha watched as it folded out into a plan on your face, even if nobody else could read it.
You walked out of the gym and echoed out the thought that you hated being in the upcoming corridor on your left, knowing that Wanda would go right. After a few minutes, you did the same, but sent her left instead of right.
By the time you were done, you had cornered her in the hallway that you shared, with your room on the left and hers on the right, even if you hadn’t been in yours for ages. You watched as she walked into her room, leaving the door open without another thought, and you snuck inside before closing it quietly.
She started to undress and your eyes widened before you cleared your throat. She spun quickly to see you with your eyes closed, something she remembered from the early stages of your relationship.
“Wanda, please, let me explain.” You started, but you didn’t see the anger on her face.
“Open those annoyingly beautiful eyes and look at me when you speak.”
You hid the smile that came from the angered compliment and opened them slowly, watching her calm slightly at the sight of them. You knew she would look at them forever if she wanted to, simply enamoured by your beauty.
“You wanna explain? Which part? The part where you were going to skip town when I had the boys? Or the part where you touched me in a way you said you would never do?”
You could see the tears in her eyes as she stood in front of you, your guilt filling your mind. You remembered that promise, to never hurt her like HYDRA did, to never touch her in any way short of lovingly.
“Well? Speak!” She huffed, and you heard the sad tone hidden behind the anger.
You took one step closer to her until her chest was against yours and you cupped her cheek softly, bringing her nose to yours.
“I will never leave you. Not in a million years.” You sealed that promise, keeping it locked in your heart.
“Then why don’t you want to be a mom?” She sniffled, not able to hold it back anymore.
You sighed and let your thumbs dance along her skin before the words came to you. “A person worthy of the devil’s praise should not be having a child with the most pure soul in the multiverse.”
She watched you pause before you hugged her tightly, pulling her ear towards your lips. “I’m terrified, my love. I’m terrified they will be broken, just as I am, and I’m terrified I will not be enough for you or for them.”
You felt her body jolt with shock before you pulled away, giving her a brief kiss on the forehead as you moved to leave. You knew, in your heart, that Wanda deserved better than you, that she deserved someone who wasn’t scared of parenthood.
So if leaving her was the best choice, then so be it.
But you felt something tighten around your waist and looked down, a thin wisp of red curled around you before you were pulled back. You were spun into the arms of your wife who kissed you passionately, holding you tightly by the hips as her body pressed against yours, reaching and stretching your shirt before she pulled away to breathe.
“I do not deserve better than you, Y/N, because you are the best for me. I want you, and I have wanted you for so long. Why do you think I put a ring on that bloody finger of yours, hm?” She asked, watching as tears pricked your eyes whilst her vision became blurry.
“You showed me that love came in many forms before it became romantic. The act of giving, of assuring, of touching, of doing, you showed me that before you even kissed me. Even if I married Vision, I know you would stick around and be here because you are the one who said those magic words first.”
You blushed softly and she cupped your cheeks, kissing you oh so gently now. She simply loved the feeling of you against her, in every way imaginable, even if it was something as small as your lips.
“You would never marry that toaster. I’d forbid it.” You grumbled, nestling into her neck as she laughed heartily.
“Oh, really?”
“Mhmm. I’d object at the ceremony before I’d pull you down the aisle, and even if I didn’t object, I’d steal you within the cover of darkness.”
She snickered softly before she pulled you into a comforting hug, the kind that got you hooked on the drug that was Wanda Maximoff.
“Now…” She pulled away, letting her fingers delve through your hair like it was second nature; and it was.
“Are you ready to be a mom with me?”
You stiffened slightly but the light touch on your jaws made you nod softly. “I have nine months to get over this fear and to show you that I won’t leave.”
She grinned and curved herself into you, hooking her arms around your neck as she lightly hung there, simply being with you. She nuzzled into your neck and you sighed, breathing in her coconut shampoo whilst your hands moved to her belly. She smiled against your skin as she felt you kneel down in front of her, lifting her shirt to show her slight belly bump.
You caressed it slowly, like you were admiring the smoothness of an eroded stone, and kissed her skin. “Mama loves you, boys, no matter what. Mama won’t run away from Mom, not in a million years.”
“You can definitely try, but you won’t get far.” Wanda smirked, making your eyes stay on her even as you stood.
“Let’s get you some rest. I fear that with two of them, you will not have it for much longer.”
She sighed into you as you picked her up by her thighs, laying her down in the bed before you crawled in beside her. Your shoulder became her pillow and her stomach became your hand’s resting place, brushing just underneath the hem with your thumb.
“I love you, Wanda.” You kissed her temple.
“I love you too, Y/N.” She murmured against your shirt, kissing it softly before you both fell asleep.
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Summary: Wanda held off for as long as she could but with you being near her for this long, proved to be her weakness.
Parings: Stoner!Wanda x Reader
Warnings: 18+, Smut, Degrading, jealousy, possessive behavior, spitting, anal, edging, teasing, drug use, slight dubcon, fingering, oral, spanking, overstimulation, orgasm denial, squirting, fluff, cursing, nipple play, anal play. and mean Wanda. 🙃
|Part 6 | Part 8
“Do you want this?” A sinister chill runs through your entire body with her tone. “I know I want this; do you have any idea how hard it’s been to not play this game with you? hm?” you shake your head but still not answering her original question. “Do you know how hard it was for me to not fuck you while we were on our date today? she groans just thinking about it. “Or how wet I was just thinking about ruining you in that restroom at the club?” she places sloppy wet kisses on the side of your neck as she waits for your answer. “You still haven’t answered the question my love.” she whispers in your ear, lightly grazing her teeth on your lobe.
“I don’t kno-” you’re caught off guard with her switched tones, one minute her voice is sweet, the next it sounds like something that resides in the pits of hell.
“Don’t bullshit me, Do. You. Want. This?” your breathing is shallow; your heart is beating at a million miles a minute. you settle for a head nod, which isn’t good for her. now she was so adamant about consent? “I want to hear you say it. tell me you want me.” your mouth parts as you prepare for the words to leave your lips, Wanda gets impatient with you, so she harshly bites your neck to finally receive an answer.
“Yes, I want this.” you answer back truthfully.
She pulls the zipper down further, and finally slides your pants down. the feel of her hands gliding across your bare legs had you shuddering with anticipation. she doesn’t even bother to take your shoes off right now, she’ll get to that later. she’s waited long enough to finally taste you. “I see you’re wearing the panties I bought you, my special girl wearing the panties I hand-picked just for her.” she pulls the fabric down your thighs, as she kneels behind you placing a light kiss to the back of your knees. as she makes her way back up Wanda places another one to the back of your thighs. your breath hitches when she slides her fingers through your folds. the warmth you had radiating from your cunt caused a growl to leave her lips. she finally brings her finger up to her lips after toying and teasing you. “Fuck, you taste sweet.” she kisses your neck and harshly bites your ear lobe. “And you’re all mine.” you whimper from her claim on you. this was the attention you wanted from her last year.
hearing the sound of her zipper you try turning around to watch her. Wanda was quick to scold you for your movements. “I didn’t tell you to turn around, did I?” She grabs your hair with force as she holds your body down against the hard surface. “N-no.” you stutter out nervously.
“Then be a good girl and do what you’re told.” she releases your hair, but her other hand remains pressed into your back. You want to know what she’s doing behind you. the anticipation is killing you; you suddenly hear the flick of what you think is a lighter. Panic rises within you. was she going to get off on burning you or something? maybe she really was a demon spawn. You get pulled from your thoughts when you smell the strong familiar aroma. She’s really smoking weed while you’re naked, bent over and vulnerable for her? Her hand grips your chin turning your head slightly and brings her lips up to yours. The kiss is surprisingly gentle; you feel smoke invade your lungs as she’s devouring you with her tongue. She’s leaving no room for air, no room for you to breathe. it burns but you take it, you take what she’s given you. She finally pulls away from you with a playful bite to your lips. she takes one last hit from the blunt before putting it out on the floor with her boots.
Here you were with your ass up, panties around your ankles and bent over a washing machine in Wanda’s apartment. Wanda finally pulls the cock out from her pants, dragging it through your folds teasingly. before entering your perfect hole. she sets off at a brutal pace letting out some of her anger towards you, Carmen, Daisy, just anyone or anything that made her advances towards you more difficult than it had to be. You’re trying to contain at least some of your dignity, but Wanda snatches it from you like she snatches your will to breathe. The way she’s pounding into you with such force has the washing machine echoing within the garage walls. You pray to the heavens that no one walks in and sees you this way, you’ll never be able to live it down. “You’ve been pretty mean to me.” her words are laced with fake innocence; you know whatever she has in mind next would be completely opposite of her tone right now, sinful.
“I wasn’t-” you wanted to say you weren’t that mean and that she was basically stalking you, but your words are cut off by the volume in her voice.
“Shut up! I should smack your ass sore for every insult or every time you talked back to me and make you count.” you let out a moan that not only surprised you but Wanda as well. “Oh, you like that ? You like the thought of me spanking you? Is that what you wanted all along, hm? To be put in your place?”
“Answer me.” she lands another harsh slap to your ass cheeks; you answer her even if it wasn’t the truth because the truth was you wanted her to feel how you felt. to have her attention. you wanted her to really work for it after the way she handled things last year. but you answer her anyway, you were way too horny and already headed to empty thoughts.
“Y-yes.” you say, voice above a whisper. “Yes, what?” She was being an asshole; you would think now that she finally has you where she wants you there would be less stalling and talking. you might be horny, but you’re not that far gone to call her daddy. you can be an asshole too. “Yes, Wanda.” you try saying it as innocently as possible, but Wanda sees through it. her frustrations grow more as she pushes your head down against the cool metal lid of the washing machine.
“You’re so stubborn, it’s okay. I can fuck it out of you.” she’s pounding into you at an unmatchable pace if you thought the wind was knocked out of you before you were sadly mistaken. You can even gather your breathing. the only sounds in the dimly lit room was the wetness of your arousal, skin slapping, the pounding echo of the washing machine being beaten into from your bodies, and the whines you managed to release from your lips.
“Say you’re sorry.”
“Wha-what?”
“I said say you’re sorry to me Dekta”
“I’m sorry.”
“I couldn’t hear you baby, speak up!” she ruts her body further into you causing the strap to hit your g-spot.
You loudly whine from the action. “I’m sorry.”
“Say it again.” you say it again, but Wanda wants you to repeat it until she feels like it’s genuine and not because she was deep in your pussy right now “Louder.” she grunts into your ear her own breathing seems to be picking up speed. She must be close to reaching her orgasm. You don’t want this to go on any longer than it should. truth be told this wasn’t supposed to be happening at all. Wanting to get this over with you, move your body in tune with Wanda’s pushing your ass back against her each time she thrusts forward. You met her strokes with force and power of your own that had her mind absolutely wrecked, causing her to take more control. You didn’t think it was possible for her to get any deeper or pound your gushing pussy any harder, but she proved you wrong.
“I can stay like this with you forever, inside you forever.” The way she whispers in your ear has you edging closer and closer to your climax in this moment you love it. Wanda can tell how close you are, and she wants nothing more than to give you your release. To be the reason for your release, but she also wasn’t going to let you out of here until you called her daddy, call her petty but she meant what she said about fucking the stubbornness out of you.
“You’re so close princess I can tell, you wanna cum?” You nod your head furiously and she chuckles at how your eager to respond to her now when you were ignoring her for days. “Use your words.” her hands lands harshly on your ass.
“I wanna cum.” You moan from the sudden stinging pain.
“Hmm, you still need to work on those manners I see.” she slows her thrusts knowing it’ll get you to cave. You whine from loss of rhythm you’ve gotten familiar with. “Wandaaa.” she slaps your ass and turns you around to face her.
“Don’t complain after you had me chasing you around everywhere. I’ll do whatever I want and you’re gonna take it!” she picks you up nearing her bedroom. she throws you on to her bed as she removes the rest of her clothes and her shoes. she removes your shoes and bottoms as well. you don’t have enough time to position yourself on the bed correctly before Wanda is on top of you. she snatches your bra away from your body.
“Shit.” you respond to the cool air your nipples were met with. she chuckles at your outburst. “Looks like I have to buy you some new bras too huh princess?” her mouth left no place untouched. she leaves her marks on your neck and moves down your chest.
“Mhm you have the most beautiful tits.” she harshly grabs your breasts before she sucks your nipples. you jerk from the warm feeling of her tongue. “Th-ank you.” she stops her attack on your nipples and hardens her gaze. “Don’t get cute.” Wanda forgot she was supposed to be ‘hate fucking you’ right now, that’s just how bad she had it for you.
“Hands and knees.” you don’t move quick enough for her. “Hands and knees!” she grabs your hair and turns you on your stomach. she uses her other hand to run down your folds once more. using her thumb to circle your asshole. she lightly blows air onto your hole amused by the shudder and noise you release for it. “Don’t move from that spot.” she pushes your head down for extra authority.
she reaches over to her side table, you hear shuffling. curiosity got the best of you wanting to know what she has in store. turning your head slightly to peek at her, she snaps her head back to you. she was stalling on purpose, just to catch you disobeying her words. “You can’t even follow simple instructions?” Wanda made sure to hide whatever she grabbed from that drawer from your line of sight.
“I didn’t do anything.” you say innocently. she pushes your face down and positions your hips in an upright position. “I told you not to move! You’re gonna learn to fucking listen to me.” Wanda grabs the lube she got from her side table, she squirts a generous amount onto her palm and lathers your folds. she squirts more into her hand which has you going curious again, she had enough for your pussy already. Wanda places the lube on your asshole. “Wanda what are you-” “Don’t move, Now has anyone touched you here before?” your breath is shallow as you shake your head no. “N-no.” you say nervously. she looks up from your hole to smile at you. “Perfect.” she loved the fact that she would be the first one to play with you there. she was already set on ruining you, but this motivated her even more knowing she was here marking territory. she slowly pushes her finger inside. “I don’t think-” shushes your complaint. “Don’t think about it.” she adds another finger inside your hole slightly moving her fingertips against your tight walls.
“Shit.”
she laughs.
“I knew you’d like it; you like me being the only one inside your tight hole?” feeling the tingling sensation in your pussy and your asshole makes you grow worried as wanda continues stimulating you. you attempt to please yourself. “You feel that? it means it’s starting to kick in baby.” you turn your head to the side to get a view of her. “what are you talking about?”
“The lube I used, I bought it just for you.” she spreads your cheeks further apart from each other as she slowly probes your hole.
“W-hat kind of lube?” you stutter in confusion. “Look at you, you don’t even realize that you’re fucking yourself right now.”
“THC lube, its gonna have you fucking me like the bitch in heat that you truly are.” you moan from her degrading words ignoring that she still didn’t ask you if you were okay with using that kind of lube. she slows her movements in your hole, your relaxed calm state is replaced when you hear a low buzzing noise. your eyes were met with a jeweled butt plug. you shake your head when you turn to Wanda. “I can’t- I can’t take that.” she tilts her head and leans back for her view of your bent over figure.
“I think you can.” you go to protest her again, but Wanda cuts your words short. “I don’t want to hear it! You can take it and you will! Because I said so.” she grabs the butt plug and toys with it at your entrance. “I was going to be nice and add more lube but...” she pretends to think about it for a moment knowing she had her mind made up already with all your disrespectful outbursts.
“You don’t need it.” she pushes through your entrance and you try moving away until she holds you down. “It’s almost in. calm down.” she makes it a little easier for you and moves the plug slowly in and out of you for a moment. “Shit Wanda.” With the subtle vibration of the plug, you fully relax laying your head on the mattress and arching your back more for Wanda to use. when she sees, you’ve gotten used to the feeling she focuses back on your pussy.
“That’s right, only I know what you need.” she uses the tip of the strap to tap against your folds before pushing through. she keeps telling you to just breathe and you’ll get used to feeling so full. Wanda goes on to tell you how much she wanted you like this. how full she wants you to be. you moan loudly when she confesses that she bought another strap for cumming inside your holes. she would use it next time for sure since this was a spur of the moment encounter. “You know I bought all new toys just for you, I can play with you how I really want because they aren’t here yet.” you moan loudly at her words and at the felling of Wanda pulling and tugging on the plug as she pounds your pussy. “You like that I bought toys to fuck you with?” you quickly nod your head not having the breath control to reply to her. “Toys only meant for this pussy?” she growls towards the end of her reply and starts fucking you at a new pace.
“Oh fuck I can’t hold it any longer. I need to cum Wanda.” the words fly from your mouth with quickness. Wanda still wanted to give you a hard time. “Sorry, what was that? I was too busy watching you clench around my cock to listen. you release an annoyed sound. “Wanda!” you speak with slight anger at her childish response that only makes her mad as well. her hand lands harshly on your ass cheeks again. when she’s done she hovers over your ear as she speaks.
“That’s not my name slut! Tell daddy how much you wanna cum.” Wanda grunts with every thrust she sends your way. “I want to cum.” you leave out the last part of her request on purpose hoping she was distracted enough by your moans to notice. she notices. “You left something out.” she sighs at your stubbornness, and continues her harsh pounding before slowing down. she edged you so much you lost count. you just wanted to release without boosting her already huge ego by calling her daddy.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my-“ you whine into the mattress. Wanda laughs at you barely being able to hold on to words. “It’s funny, you called me demon spawn and now the demon has her cock stuffed deep inside you.” She grunts aggressively as she ruts further into you. Her grip on you grows stronger as you squirm beneath her, she brings her lips to the shell of your ear softly panting.
“There is no god in this room right now Malyshka.” Hearing her using her native language had you turned on even more than you were. “You like it when I speak like this? Hm?” She makes sure her accent is strong, wanting to see you break beneath her.
“I asked you a question, Dorogoy.” She snaps her hips forward with each word, the power in her strokes had your body jolting.
“Oh, fuck!” You grip her sheets trying to take what she’s giving you, but it becomes too much as you try pulling away from her.
“Uh un, don’t run from me, you take it!” She slaps your ass cheeks quickly but still maintains the force behind them. “All you had to do is call me by the proper name, I don’t like denying you Detka.”
“At least your hole will be used to my strap now, only I can fuck this pussy.” She growls next to your ear, before descending kisses and love bites down your neck. She wanted to make sure her territory was on display, and she just really loved marking you up. “You talked all that shit just for you to end up fucked out in my bed.” her words were getting you closer and closer to your climax, you push back into Wanda as you meet her thrusts, hopefully she would let you cum soon. “Look at you, fucking me back with such eagerness.” she was enjoying this moment. seeing you be so submissive to her. so needy for her.
“Don’t you wanna cum?” when you don’t answer her, she pulls out completely. the feeling of clenching around nothing has you desperate enough that you try rubbing your thighs together seeking some kind of relief. she holds your legs apart keeping you from finding relief. “Please, I want to cum, please.” she hums with approval. “That’s more like it slut.” she resumes her previous movements keeping a hard steady pace.
“Mommy.” you whine into the mattress once more not fully wanting to submit to her, but she stops you before your cries can go unheard. her hips falter for a brief moment at the new title. “Fuck! I knew you were my special girl.” she whispers in fascination before she picks up her previous momentum. “No one has ever called me mommy before.” The harder and faster she pounds into you the more you repeat the title. ‘mommy’ she’s grown fond of the title in just the short time. just from it leaving your lips.
“Cum for mommy.” you cum so hard around her cock and you’re pretty sure the plug in your ass contributed to the way you squirted as Wanda pulled out of you. “Damn, I didn’t know you were a squirter.” she says in fascination. she was mesmerized by your dripping juices. when you finally stop shaking and catch your breath you shyly respond to her.
“I- didn’t know either.” she attaches her lips to yours before you can say anything else, she didn’t want you feeling embarrassed. “You’re perfect.” is all she says before turning the vibrating plug off and removing it from your stretch hole. She pushes you onto your back and hovers above you.
“Stick your tongue out.” You comply by sticking your tongue out. You flinch slightly and release a loud moan as she spits in your mouth, some of it landing in your face harshly. She roughly grabs your hair bringing your face to her warm dripping pussy. You almost go feral with how strong the smell of her arousal is. “Put that mouth to good use and show me how sorry you are for being mean to me Printcessa.”
you push your face into her pussy, quickly getting to work. you weren’t able to hold back the noise from tasting her. you flatten your tongue against her cunt, dragging it in an upwards position, stopping around her clit. making small circular motions.
“Don’t tease me.” Wanda says breathlessly. she smacks your ass causing you to jolt forward even more into her. the vibration from your shock sends a sensation to Wanda’s cunt. you now understand Wanda’s statement about that muffin, would she become your new addiction? just thinking about it. you growl digging your nails into Wanda’s thighs. she hisses from the pain and grabs your hair for a better grip.
“Oh fuckk.” Wanda starts grinding into your face. You swirl around her hole, finally entering. “Look at you so eager to please me.” Wanda spends the entirety spewing degrading and snarky remarks at you. “Glad to know you can use your mouth for more than just talking back to me.”
When Wanda finally cums you make a move to lean away from her pussy, but Wanda growls and holds you in place. “I’m not done yet, stick your tongue out, again.” she adds more pressure to your face and bucks so intensely she has to grab the headboard for support. you squirm beneath her. you whine trying to push her away from your face, struggling for air. “Shh shh, you’re okay let mommy fuck your face however long she wants.” the vibration from your mumbled voice adds to her pleasure. she finally allows you to breathe, releasing you as you fall limp to the bed. Wanda stares down at you as she evens her breathing.
“Holy shit.” you say while staring up at her figure. she laughs at your response looking at her juices on your face. “Seems like I made a mess too.” you raise your hand to wipe your face, but Wanda halts your movements. “Let mommy clean it.” she licks your face leaving nothing behind and kisses you. shoving her tongue in your mouth. you don’t have the energy to even kiss her back at the same intensity. But the tingling sensation starts back up again, you growl from the annoying feeling and surprise Wanda when you flip her on her back. you drag your cunt across Wanda’s abdomen leaving a trail of your slick on her stomach. you hover above her as she waits for you to sit on her face.
you decide to switch things up remembering how fast and hard she came when you had her a moaning mess in Tony’s garage. “What are you doin-” her words die in throat as your warm cunt makes contact with her nipple. you start off lightly grinding your puffy clit against her sensitive nipple. when her shock wears off, she grips your waist helping you fuck yourself with her harden nub. “You really are full of surprises aren’t you princess.” she’s already nearing her high once again tonight. it didn’t take much with you, especially as you knew how sensitive her nipples are.
“Shut up, it’s your fault I’m like this!” you pant from above her. she smirks up at you and your neediness. Wanda thought it would be fun to use the lube and she wanted payback for everything you put her through. she decides to play coy. “Like what baby?” she squeezes your sore ass cheeks.
“Fuck you!” she laughs beneath you, still helping you with your movements.
“You are fucking me.” she says sarcastically. you want her to cum with you at the same time, so you place your fingers between her folds and rub her clit in sync with your movements against her nipple. “That’s it, don’t stop. Please don’t s-stop” Wanda mumbles under her breath you only catch it when she stutters at the end. The feeling of her clenching around your fingers, and the sight of her desperately meeting your thrusts has you growing cocky.
“Looks like I’m not the only bitch in heat, am I?” that was the icing on the cake for her. using her own words against her. making her just as needy as she made you. if it wasn’t solidified before it sure was now, you belonged to Wanda, and she belonged to you. “Shit! gonna make mommy cum again?” she chokes you with one hand and looks up at you. you nod breathlessly, dragging your finger to her hole, and finally thrusting inside her. “Cum with me.” you pant against her forehead. Wanda tightens her grip around your neck and waist. firmly moving your pussy against her as she matches the sloppy thrusts of your fingertips. Wanda pulls you closer and pushes her face into your stomach as she cums. you squeeze your eyes tightly as you have your last orgasm. you hold onto Wanda’s headboard before you can fully drop down onto her. she positions you on your side and massages your back as you both come down. you needed the comfort more than she did right now with how much she put you through in one night.
“I’ll be right back.” she leaves the room as you lay there replaying what just happened. you weren’t expecting anything to happen tonight, but you can’t say you’re complaining. you’re sore for sure but you had a great time today. Wanda returns and scoops you up from her bed. you whine from her disturbing your comfort. “Shh we have to get cleaned up.” she leads you to her bath room as she already had the shower running. you both clean each other up. Wanda leads you back to her room after showering. removing the sheets and throwing them into the forgotten washing machine. when she returns, she smiles at you snooping around her room in your towel. looking at pictures of her and Pietro, her parents, her favorite artists and of course she had posters of her favorite tv shows on her wall.
“You done snooping around my room princess?” she says from behind you. you laugh as she snakes her arms around you. “Nope not really, and it’s not snooping if you have it out on display.” she hums and pecks your lips as you turn around in her embrace. you both get lost in each other’s eyes before you break eye contact, she moves to her dresser to give you clothes.
you stare at her for a moment. “I don’t need those. I’ll wait for my shirt to get dry and then I can walk back-” She got angry with you. how could you leave her after you two had this momentum together she wanted all of you, that meant sleeping with her. in her bed as she cuddles you throughout the night.
“Don’t be ridiculous you’re staying, plus it’s late I don’t want anything happening to you outside.” she was right to feel concerned and you couldn’t really walk normally anyway, not after the hell she put your body through. “I guess you’re right.” she smiles as you take the clothes from her. she has to stop herself from touching you when you drop the towel, so she turns around with red cheeks to dress herself. turning around and seeing you in her clothes brought her so much joy, you would never wear anyone else’s clothes again she’d make sure of it.
Wanda grabs your hand leading you to the bed once again for the night but this time it’s much gentler. she gets in first and you follow suit trying to lay on the other side before she stops you and pulls you onto her side. you giggle on the side of her neck. “You can’t keep your hands off me long enough to even get in the bed?” you look up at her playful grin. “Nope.” she makes a pop sound at the end of her reply.
“Wow, you really are whipped.” she playfully pinches your cheeks. “Shut up and go to sleep.” she pushes your head to lay on her chest as you lay there on top of Wanda, she thought she could get used to this, that she would never want to be without this feeling of you again. her words come out before she can think it over. “Y/n?” thankfully you reply to her instantly she can get this over with. “Yeah?” you look up to her once more causing her nerves to kick in.
“Be my girlfriend.” she whispers lightly. you sit up leaning away from her completely to search her eyes. she wanted to make you, her girlfriend? fucking was one thing but actually labeling this and having a title was unexpected especially this soon. she takes your silence for rejection and avoids your eye contact.
“Sorry, just forget-” you shut her up with your lips, she kisses you back. after a minute you pull away from her causing her to whine you didn’t have the energy to start up another round your holes were ruined for at least 2 weeks. “Is that a, yes?” she nervously bites her lips. You giggle and pull her down into a quick peck. “Don’t fuck up, Maximoff.” is all you say before laying back down on her chest. “I won’t.” That was the last thing said in that room before exhaustion overtook you both. Wanda Maximoff had a girlfriend, and everyone would know about it by tomorrow.
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Wanda : For the hundredth time Y/N, I will still say no.
Y/N : Please Wanda, just this once! *giggles*
Wanda : I'm not gonna wear a shrek costume for halloween!
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Wanda, whispering to Y/N, who's on the phone with Natasha: Ask her something!
Y/N: How are you feeling?
Natasha: Fine.
Wanda: Something personal!
Y/N: At what age did you get your first period?
Natasha *malfunctioning*:
Wanda: oops...
Y/N: ???
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Crash
Pairings: dad!Bucky x daughter!reader, bucky x natasha, wanda x reader(platonic), Loki x reader(Established)
Summary: Bucky, your dad, just got a new car after coming back from a grueling mission with Steve. You're now seventeen and have your license. There's no reason you shouldn't be able to drive it? Right?
Word Count: 2199
Warnings: Car crash, hospital, cursing, implied cheating, underage drinking, angst, some fluff if you really look.
A/N: Yelena is not Nat's sister in this. Also, Wanda is like 17, and so is Loki. Also, let me know if there are any mistakes, I don't proofread very well.
"I said no." Bucky shook his head, arms crossed. You groaned, plopping down on the couch behind you. "Please? Wanda is waiting on me."
"Then you shouldn't have told her you would be picking her up." You rolled your eyes, standing up and looking at your Dad. "Dad, I have my own license and I've been driving for over a year. Why can't me and Wanda just go to this party?"
"Because the car is new and he doesn't want you to scratch it." Your uncle Steve said, walking down the stairs and to the kitchen. You looked back at your dad, seeing the look of confirmation on his face.
"Oh, come on!" You shouted, "I would never scratch it!"
"You scratched the old car." Your mom, Natasha, said coming up behind her husband, wrapping her arms around Bucky's torso.
You crossed your arms over your chest, "Uncle Tony let Peter go."
Bucky scoffed, "Alright you can."
You piped up, a smile immediately embracing your lips, "We can."
Your dad nodded, "On one condition."
Humming, you looked down to text Wanda.
Y/N: Dad said yes. Be there in ten.
Wanda: Get here fast! Pietro already got a ride.
"Be back before one." You looked up to your Dad smiling, "Okay."
Your mom came up beside you, handing you the keys to Bucky's new car. But before you could grab them, she yanked them from your grasp. "No scratches."
Shaking your head, you softly pried them from her hand, "Not one."
With a grin, you hugged both your parents, making sure to grab your wallet from the table before running down the driveway.
Opening the driver's door, you breathed in the new car smell, squealing that Bucky and Natasha let you take it out.
You pressed the start button, the engine revving to life as you sped from the driveway.
it was already dark outside, the party at Kate's starting at ten-thirty. Which meant you and Wanda had two hours there and fifteen minutes getting food after, then plenty of time to get home. It was perfect.
clicking down the left turn signal, you turned onto Wanda's street. You could see her sitting outside on the front step, Pietro had already left.
"Hey!!" She shouted, a smile on her face as she jumped into the car. "Hey," You accelerated, already halfway down her street and on your way to the party.
When you got there, the party was loud, even a block away. Pulling up, you saw Kate and Yelena standing on the front lawn with drinks in their hands. "Hey! Lena!" You shouted, running up to the two.
"Hey!" She yelled back, hugging you and Wanda. "Oh, Come on! Peter and Loki are about to play beer pong!" You laughed, pulling Wanda with you and into the house.
When you entered the living room, a giant table was set up with solo cups on each side.
"You know you'll lose, Parker." Loki snarked, pulling you to his side. You accepted the gesture, wrapping your arms around his torso.
"Alright." Peter nodded, holding his head high. "But if we win.." Pietro came up beside him, "Then we get an invite to Thor's penthouse party next week." Loki rolled his eyes at the name of his older brother and guardian.
"Fine." He threw the ball, landing it basically perfect in the front cup. "Ha! I'm already on a head start." Loki gloated, widening his arms at his side.
"Ugh." Peter groaned, basically wasted, "How did he get every one!"
You laughed, gesturing for Pietro to help Peter home. "Come on Lokes." You pulled him into another room, pushing him onto the couch and straddling him, "That was very hot."
"What?" Loki grinned, "Me winning or Me not missing a single throw."
You let a laugh out, "Both." Within a second, your lips were crashing together, hungrily fighting.
You both heard someone clearing their voice behind you. You swore you were going to smack Yelena or Wanda for whatever they needed. But even more, unluckily, it was Sif.
"Yes?" You questioned, keeping your hands behind Loki's neck.
"I need to speak with Loki."
You scoffed, "You can talk to him late-" But before you could finish your sentence, you were softly pushed off of Loki's lap and onto the couch.
"Just a minute darling." Loki gave you one last kiss before following the brunette upstairs. So there you sat, sulking on the couch, scrolling aimlessly through TikTok.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Wanda asked, sitting down next to you. Shrugging, you clicked off your phone. "It's not worth it." You stood, grabbing her hand, "Come on. Let's go find Lena."
"So how're things going with Loki?" Wanda questioned, looking down at her phone while you drove to get food. The party had been fun but after Loki never came back down and Sharon fought with Sam because he dumped her, it was getting boring. So you and Wanda left, going to get food before you both went back to your house.
It was already twelve-thirty and you were pushing your drive-thru time expectations.
You shrugged, "It's okay. I think he might have something going on with Sif though."
Wanda looked up, "What?" She clicked off her phone, "But you guys have been so good together."
You scoffed, "He's nice to me but an arrogant jackass to everyone else." Looking over to Wanda, you waited for her reaction.
Wanda tilted her head in understanding, "Yeah. I guess you just need to talk to him on Mon- Y/N!! WATCH OUT!!"
Suddenly a bright light flashed in your eyes making your hands fly from the wheel as you attempted to cover your face.
It seemed like everything was in slow motion. Your phone flew past your head, as did thousands of little shards of glass. Wanda was screaming beside you, and a sharp pain erupted in your side.
You were seventeen, almost eighteen. But at this moment, you wanted nothing but your mom and dad.
You had nothing but half a second to think about it before a crashing sound drowned your ears, and you hit your head. Leaving the darkness to surround your vision.
Bucky shook his head, "She should be back by now."
Natasha nodded, agreeing. "We told her midnight." She looked over to the clock, "It's almost two."
Steve walked into the room, pocketing his phone, "Melina said Yelena is already home and Kate's party ended half an hour ago."
Natasha dropped her head into her hands as Bucky maneuvered her into his lap. "it's okay. Me and Steve will go look for her." Natasha wiped the tears from her cheeks, "I'm coming too."
The three stood up, grabbed their keys, and walked out the door. Steve jumped in his truck, Natasha sitting between him and Bucky. "Okay. I'm gonna go by Wanda's first then by Kate's." The parents nodded, continuously looking down at their phones in case they got a phone call from you.
The drive felt hours long when really it was only around eight minutes. They didn't see Bucky's new Audi in the driveway or in any surrounding ones, so off to Kates, it was.
"Hey!" Bucky shouted, seeing Kate and MJ cleaning up cups on the front lawn. Their eyes widened, knowing Kate's mom was out of town and had no idea about the party. "Shit." She cursed, walking up to Steve's truck. "What can I help you with Mr. Barnes?" She asked, attempting to slyly hide the bag of beer cups behind her back.
Bucky rolled his eyes, "I'm not here to bust you drinking." Kate visibly relaxed, listening to Bucky's frantic voice.
"Do you know where Y/n and Wanda went?"
Kate shook her head, "All I know is that Y/n was mad at Loki and they left after Wilson and Carter got into it."
"Wait what happened with Loki?!" Steve peeped around the two, looking at Steve. Kate shrugged, "Something about Sif." Steve was about to chime in again before Kate cut him off, "I know they said something about getting food after."
"Thank you," Bucky exclaimed, telling Steve to head toward town.
"Maybe they're sitting in a parking lot or even just hanging out with Pietro in one of the..." Steve trailed off, blue and red lights coming into view as they turned onto one of the backroads.
"Oh my god," Natasha whispered, looking at the scene.
"Stop the truck!" Bucky shouted, making Steve instantly brake. "That's the Audi!" Natasha cried, following after Bucky as he ran to the upsidedown car.
"Y/n?!" Natasha screamed, "Wanda?!"
A police officer came up, placing a hand in front of Bucky's chest. "Sir, I need you to step back."
Bucky shook his head, "I just need to check something!"
"I'm sorry but this is a private-"
"Mr. Barnes!!" Bucky and Natasha looked behind the cop to see Wanda laid out on a stretcher, you on one right beside her with EMTs working on you.
"Oh my god!" Natasha attempted to get through only to be stopped by the same officer. "Ma'am."
"That's my fucking daughter! Let me the hell through!" He immediately stepped back, seeing the anger coursing through Natasha's eyes.
"Y/n!!" Your dad shouted, making you groan and look over as much as you could with a neck brace on. "Dad.." Mumbling, you felt your hand being picked up by two hands.
Your vision was blurred but you could see both of your parents standing over you with worried expressions. "Hey babydoll," Bucky whispered, gripping onto your hand as your mom kissed your head.
"What's going on?" You questioned, your memory currently fuzzy.
"We need to get her to a hospital," A medic spoke up, "Now."
You closed your eyes once again, the bright emergency lights flashing over and over again suddenly too much to handle.
"Y/n?" Your mom spoke up, gathering your attention, "We're following you to the hospital okay?" You mumbled something unintelligible, not able to nod from the brace.
"We love you doll," Bucky spoke, tears streaming down his face as he looked at his daughter lying on a stretcher helplessly. You were so out of his you could only mutter a soft 'love you' before your hand was ripped from your parents, and you were raised into the ambulance.
Bucky held Natasha, both of them watching you fall in and out of consciousness. They knew it wasn't good deep down. Bucky and Natasha had been on life-altering missions. Fighting aliens and terrorist groups that threatened the world. But this right here. In this second. Seeing their daughter being wheeled away with a footlong shard of glass protruding from her abdomen was more frightening than anything they'd ever faced.
"Come on." Steve softly pulled the two away from watching the ambulance speed away as they heard Wanda call for them.
The hospital had their daughter and now they had to focus on the girl who was basically their second kid.
"Hey," Natasha cooed, leaning down to Wanda's view, "it's gonna be okay."
Wanda shook her head, "It's not her fault. We weren't drinking, and she didn't see it! I promise it wasn't-"
"Hey," Bucky crouched down, "We're not mad. All that matters is that you guys are okay."
Wanda stopped rambling, nodding.
"We'll call your parents and meet you at the hospital."
Bucky and Natasha were about to walk away when Wanda grabbed her hand. "Please don't leave me." Natasha attempted a smile, tears still streaming down her face, "Of course not."
The widow turned, still holding onto her daughter's best friend as she looked to her husband. "I'll meet you at the hospital. Call Olek and Iryna." He acknowledged her, pressing a kiss to her lips before Nat followed Wanda into the second ambulance.
Suddenly the scene was empty. Yellow crime scene tape was wrapped around the Audi. All police and EMTs were gone. Bucky and Steve stood there, the night silence suddenly deafening.
"Let's go, Buck." Steve pulled his best friend to the truck, "I'll call Olek on the way."
But Bucky stood still, fighting the urge to crumple to the ground.
"I didn't even tell her I loved her."
"What?" Steve questioned, not understanding.
Bucky looked back to the blonde, "I didn't tell her I loved her before she left. And now I don't know if I ever will again."
A/N: This is only my second fic on here but I'm willing to do a part two if that's something you guys would want!
Feedback is appreciated!
PART TWO
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Wanda Maximoff headcanons 0.1
Summary: Sweet little headcanons about my wifey
A/n: pls reblog
Wanda loves autumn, she loves the way the leaves look. She loves the dimness of the sky and how quiet it is.
Living in the city during Autumn has its ups and downs for her. She hates the busy street chatter, but loves going to sit at the big city parks during the chilly evenings.
She loves making pumpkin pie for you, with the right amount of cinnamon and pumpkin.
She loves sleeping with you in bed and wrapping herself around you to keep warm, Listening to your steady heartbeat as you sleep.
She loves her daily routines, she becomes very stressed when something interrupts her planned routines.
She loves reading to you in her language, she loves the way you genuinely try and listen to what she’s saying even though you don’t understand what she’s saying.
Wanda loves giving you nose kisses quickly and randomly, you call her the “kissing ninja”.
Wanda loves sitting by the window looking into the backyard as a heavy storm is approaching.
She loves decorating for the holidays, she turns into “monster wanda” (as you like to call her). Smacking your wondering hands that finds itself trying her freshly baked cookies.
She loves traditions, like kissing under the mistletoe. She INSISTS on stopping to kiss under every single one.
She’ll purposely sneak a way to get you two under a mistletoe during the entirety of December. (You don’t really mind it).
Wanda loves humming you to sleep, she’s actually a good singer. You love hearing her sing to herself in the shower.
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