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alexawynters · 28 days
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Mommy Knows Best - w.m x r blurb
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Summary: Wanda convincing R to let her to all the thinking for her
Warnings: Ehhh... allusions to manipulation, kidnapping, stalking.
A/N: So ahhh... I wrote this in 15 minutes while at work in a part of the office I very much didn't want to be in. This isn't connected to anything. I don't intend on expanding this bc I have no spoons and the plot bunnies won't settle on anything definitively. But if anybody wants to take a crack at it, pleeeeaaase do! Just like.. link me so I can read it because I am thirsty. Also all of this was typed up on my phone so sorry for any typos, or formatting issues. I left my laptop at home today like a dumbass..
Wanda's hand cradled your face with a gentle yet possessive grip. "I knew that you needed me the moment I laid eyes on you in that coffee shop."
Your eyes widened at the older woman's confession. Out of all the times you had met up with Wanda, it had never been at a coffee shop. Her implication that she had been watching you sent a bolt of fear down your spine.
"Such a sweet little thing, so easily flustered." She appraised you with a keen eye, searching for any hint that you might try to run. "You were just trying to substitute the milk in your coffee order, yet you couldn't even do that without nearly breaking out into tears. Poor thing. You just needed your Mommy to do all your difficult thinking for you, huh?"
The older woman's voice had taken on an almost saccharine quality, while simultaneously dripping with condescension. You couldn't have explained it if you tried, but something about her tone, her words, turned your head all fuzzy.
Alarm bells that should have been clanging loudly were but a distant detail in your peripheral, not worthy of your attention when the alternative was listening to Wanda's honeyed voice. You should be concerned. A normal person would be leaving this crazy woman as fast as their legs could carry them. Yet instead, you practically meted into Wanda's touch, almost craving it.
The witch gave a subtle smirk at the way your eyes glossed over when she talked down to you. This was going to be even easier than Wanda had thought. She might not even need to use her magic if you were already this responsive to her. Frankly, Wanda was delighted.
"Use your words, kotenok. I know you're just a dumb baby, and words are hard, but when Mommy asks you a question, I expect an answer."
Her grip turned firm, border lining on painful. Glassy eyes snapped open.
"Y-yes, Mommy. I just needed you to do all the thinking for me."
Your face flushed bright red as you spoke the words, but you couldn't bring yourself to take them back. Now that they had been released into the universe, the words rang true for you. They simply felt... right. Your trusting gaze met Wanda's domineering one, seeking any sign of her approval.
The older woman gave a salacious grin, very much reminiscent of a cat who caught the canary. "There's my good girl," she cooed, caressing the apple of your cheek with her thumb.
Lulled into a false sense of safety and security, you tilted your head. Leaning into her touch, you were practically simpering from her praise and touch. Why had you ever been concerned, you wondered? This was Wanda. She would always take care of you. She would never even dream of harming you. If only you knew the extent of the very real danger you were in, you might have tried to run. Not that you would have gotten far, but Wanda might have enjoyed the thrill of the chase.
Nevertheless, she had you right where she wanted you and why make it unpleasant when you were so... willing? The witch reveled in how pliant you were. Like putty in her hands, ready to be shaped and molded into the perfect plaything for her.
"Now kotenok," she said softly. "Why don't you go get changed into something comfortable and we can watch movies? I took the liberty of bringing over some of your clothes from your apartment as you won't be staying there anymore."
The former Avenger patted your cheek gently, sending you off on your way. It was only a few feet you had made before hesitating, turning to look at the older woman.
"Mommy...." You tried the title, and it rolled off your tongue surprisingly easily. "Why. won't I be staying at my apartment anymore? I'm still paying rent on it for another seven months." Uncertainty rolled off of you in waves.
Wanda bit the inside of her cheek, reigning her temper in. She needed to be understanding, but firm with you if she planned to get you completely under her thumb without scaring you off.
"You let Mommy worry about all of that. Those are big girl thoughts, and you wanted Mommy to do all the thinking for you, isn't that right?" Her voice was filled with exaggerated patience and condescension.
Part of you wanted to push the question. If you weren't going to be staying at your flat anymore then Wanda must mean for you to stay with her. Unfortunately, you couldn't afford rent in both places, so if you needed to sublet your flat, the sooner you knew for sure, the better. Not once did you question how, when, or why the redhead had picked up your clothes, being so focused about this rent situation.
Still, as you caught Wanda's steadily hardening gaze due to your lack of immediate cooperation, you could have sworn you almost saw a subtle flash of scarlet in her eyes. Opting not to upset the woman you were quickly falling for, you promptly turned on your heel, intent on doing as she had asked.
Unbeknownst to you, Wanda Maximoff was observing your trailing form with a razor-sharp gaze. She felt triumphant, everything was going according to plan, and you were honestly making it too easy on her. Soon you would belong to her, and by the time you realized, it would be too late.
A/N 2: What are we thinking? Bin it? Try to write it from the beginning? Or maybe keep going and only have the beginning appear in flashback format? I know I need to update Scarlet Whispers and I'm gonna, I swear! Just... effort. lol
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dontknowwhatyouheard · 6 months
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Something Special 3
A/N: So I'm trying out new things, and learning new things. LMK what y'all think.
Pairing: Dark Beefy CEO! Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Warnings: 18+ ageless bios will be blocked, non-con, G!P characters, legal age gap, dark!fic, talks of depression, lmk if I missed something Summary: Wanda finally gets what's hers. Word Count: 1864
Chap 1 Chap 2
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It was 3 a.m. when Wanda woke next. The warmth surrounding her was the first thing she noticed. She sighed deeply as she moved her hips, and her head whipped to the side when she heard a sigh come from the other side of the bed. As she looked around, she finally realized where she was and cursed herself for not being more cautious. Carefully, she slid out of you as she eyed your face to be sure you were still asleep. She crept across the bed towards your face, tempted to fuck your face again, but she decided against it and kissed your lips as she tucked herself away, still erect, but that was fine if everything went as planned; she’d have you all to herself later that night, and she’d finally be able to care for you the way you deserved. So just like every night before she left through the fire escape with a smile on her face. 
It was already time for Wanda to see her Sugar again by the time she arrived home. Before heading to the cafe, she changed into gray sweatpants and a white tee. Something simple, but she knew her Sugar would still appreciate it nonetheless. 
Today, when Wanda walked into the cafe, she wasn’t greeted with a smile like the last time. She knew why, but still, it hurt her a little bit. "What happened to that pretty smile of yours, Sugar?" She said with a pout on her face. 
That statement got her a little bit of a smile, but not as full as she was hoping to see.
"I’m sorry, Wanda. I guess I’m just a little upset. What can I get you for today, though?" You sighed, picking at your eyebrows. The stress is practically eating you alive at this point. It was taking everything in not to break down right in front of Wanda.
"Same as yesterday, Sugar. Would it make your day better if I took you out on a date?" She smiled sweetly.
You stared at her, shocked; there was no way this woman was actually serious. You just met her two days ago, and now she wants a date? She hasn’t even had a real conversation with you yet.
"Come on, darling, don't leave me hanging. I'd like to make you feel better if you'd let me," she murmured, pulling your hand away from your brow while locking eyes with you. She realized that picking at your brows must be a nervous tick of yours. She'll correct that soon, but for now, she just needs you to say yes.
"Wanda. I-I can’t ask you to do that for me." You mumbled, trying to let her down lightly, hoping she’d catch on.
"Well, then I’m not asking. I want you to go on a date with me, Sugar. End of discussion." And with that, she sat in a booth to wait for her drink. She sat in silence as you turned around to make her drink. As the tent formed in her sweats, she didn’t bother to hide it; she was proud that her dick always stood at attention for you.
"Wanda!" You gaped openly at the bulge in her pants as she approached you. Was she actually packing to come to a fucking cafe? You snapped out of it when she eventually appeared at the counter. "Here's your drink," you muttered hesitantly, almost spilling it on her.
"Thank you; I'll see you at 8, Sugar," she said, pretending not to notice your stare. She slid a $100 bill across the counter and walked out before you could even react. 
It felt like the world was crashing down on you. No matter what you did or how hard you tried to push your predicament to the back of your head, it always came back times ten. It was like fighting through waves of zombies just to end up back where you started. You’ve been in this place plenty of times before, so this is not new. Depression has always been a constant in your life, but sometimes you wonder why you fight those zombies; you wonder why you don’t just let them eat you alive, and you curse yourself for all the times you fight just to end up in the same place months later.
By the time you were able to bring yourself out of your thoughts, you were already halfway out the cafe door. You hadn’t even realized you were just going through the motions and that you had already packed everything up. But you didn’t care; you had a date with Wanda later, and you needed to figure out how you would get through it. 
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"Be there in 20 minutes, Sugar 🥰" 
The text came through a long time ago, and you were still obsessing over how you would respond to it. Eventually, you gave up. The thought of even having to reply stressed you out. Instead, you tried focusing on which fragrance you would use and what you thought Wanda would like. In the end, you went with a lavender-citrus scent to match your formal attire. You were so distracted by everything that you glossed over the fact that she knew where you lived.
Three knocks sent you practically sprinting to the doorway. You opened the door so fast, that you almost hit yourself with it. 
"Well, hello, beautiful! You look amazing." She said reaching out to you with a big smile on her face, having to hold back her laugh seeing the gawk on your face. She didn’t blame you, though; she knew you’d love the red suit and had it made for this exact occasion. "Come on, Sugar, we’ll be late if we don’t get a move on."
"Wanda I-… Wow." You were short-circuiting; you couldn’t even form a complete sentence as you let her pull you to her car. A very fancy all-black Pagani Huayra that costs more than your entire existence. 
 "You like it, sweetness? I was having doubts about this one." It was easy for her to lie to you. She never once questioned the suit. 
"Hell yes, Wanda, you look so damn good." A genuine smile finally appeared on your face, and Wanda was determined to keep it that way.
The date went amazing. Wanda almost didn’t want to leave the restaurant, but she knew something even better was waiting for her once she got you home. Before she left her house, she triple-checked that she had everything prepared.
The drive back to her place was relatively normal until the end. Wanda had parked the car on the side of the highway. She placed her hand on your thigh; she knew you wouldn’t object to it, and she knew you had trouble saying no your entire life. "Sweetness, I want to know how this date was for you." And while she genuinely did, she also needed you to be distracted. So as you were telling her how much fun you had, she was able to prick the side of your neck.
"What the hell was that?" you said flinching moving your hand to your neck.
"You’re all mine now, Sugar." And that was the last thing you heard before you passed out. 
The rest of the drive for Wanda was silent. She was super anxious and kept her hand on your thigh the entire time, occasionally glancing over to make sure you were still breathing. 
When she finally arrived home, she brought you to your new room in the basement, mentally thanking herself for adding more weights to her workouts. She just couldn't wait for you to wake up.
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It was only an hour later, and finally, your eyes fluttered open. The bed beneath you was so soft, that you were tempted to close your eyes again. 
"Oh, you’re finally up, Sugar! I’ve been waiting so long for this; please kiss me."
You didn’t have time to comprehend what was going on when suddenly you felt her lips on yours. You tried turning your head away, but she gripped your cheeks so tightly that it hurt. Your only other option was to kiss her back and hope she’d stop soon. 
"Oh, sweetness, that was better than anything I could've imagined! Daddy is so hard right now. I need to make love to you. Please, baby, don't deny me any longer." She said panting heavily. All her movements were rushed as she practically ripped the dress off your body. You scrambled to cover yourself, but she smacked your hands away.
"Wanda! Wanda! What are you doing?" You screamed, trying to throw her off you. 
Finally, she stopped for a second, but the look in her eye told you she wasn’t done. 
"I don’t want to have to punish you on our first night together, Sugar. But I will if you continue to misbehave. I understand this is our first time, but from now on you will be calling me Daddy. Do you understand?"
What was wrong with this woman? You should’ve known better; you knew it was too good to be true, and now there was no way you were getting out of this. So you nodded, hoping that if you played along, it would get you out of here quicker. 
"I knew you would sugar; you’re so good for me," she said, leaning down to suck your nipple. Moaning wildly as she practically humped your leg. It took everything in you not to moan. "I hope you’re ready, sugar." She said while ripping her pants off. She didn’t even bother to take off her underwear, instead opting to pull her cock through the slit. 
Your eyes went wide once again. It was real! What the fuck?
"Enough staring; open your legs for me. I can’t wait anymore." She states practically tearing your legs apart. She didn’t even prep you as she sunk into you slowly with a deep groan. She gave you exactly two slow thrusts before quickening her pace.
"Oh fuck!" You accidentally let slip, and it gave her the confidence to speed up. Your hands grasp her muscular waist as if that would slow her down. You were going to cum really soon if she didn’t stop. "Daddy please!" That only seemed to spur her on more as she brought her hand down to your clit, rubbing it harshly.
"You can do it, Sugar, cum for me! Cum all over Daddy's cock." And with that, you did. You came with a scream, shaking under her. You watch as she pulls out and starts quickly jerking herself on your face. "Open that pretty mouth nice and wide for Daddy." She panted. You parted your lips, and she shoved the head of her cock in your mouth and came so hard you could see the veins on her abs.
"Swallow for me, Sugar. You’re such a good girl." She panted watching as your throat bobbed up and down with effort while stroking your cheek.
You couldn’t help it anymore, and you started to sob as everything came crashing down on you all at once. 
"It’s okay, Sugar. Daddy’s got you now, and she’s gonna take care of everything."
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lizziesblueberries · 8 months
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Relax
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Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 5,598
Warnings: Mommy Kink, Mommy!Wanda, Bottom!Reader, but wait Top!Reader, praise kink, smut, yandere Wanda, possessive Wanda, possessive reader, maybe the dynamic switches, maybe it doesn’t, g!p reader, drinking breast milk, blowjob???, hehehe, maybe some rough sex, fluff, service Wanda, dom reader? Idk depends how you see it, |minors DNI, 18+
Summary: Fifth and final part to the series. The boys are finally here! And you and Wanda deserve some much needed time to yourselves.
Notes: Hello! I know its been so long since I last wrote, a whole year! And quite the year it has been. I just want to say thank you all for liking and commenting my stories. It means a lot and I’ve been so excited to write more for all of you! (and more importanlty, myself 😏) I do have more stories in plan and this will be the last fic for this series, so I hope it satisfies you all. Honestly, I cant wait to post the next story for you guys, this next one is definitely a bit more intense and dare I say, violent, duh duh dun! Anywho, enjoy my thirsty fan club!
Part 4
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It’s been about 10 months since you first discovered you were pregnant, ten months since you and Wanda visited that quaint little Sokovian town and saw Strange. Ten months since you woke up with Wanda’s cum filling you completely and then having it ooze out of you when Wanda slowly pulled out. And its been one month since you gave birth to two beautiful little boys named Tommy and Billy.
A whole month has gone by, and it has been the most emotional and exhausting and best month of your life. You and Wanda gave birth in the cabin, Wanda having done a ton of research to prepare yourselves for when the boys came. And Wanda was the prefect partner. You on the other hand, well, Wanda wouldn’t say it out loud otherwise, for her sake. You had been going through emotional mood swings and cravings and body changes, and poor Wanda had to take the brunt of it all. Honestly, the amount of times you cried, threw up, or just threw a pillow at Wanda’s head, was countless. Wanda being Wanda, excepted it all and waited patiently for you to either calm down or rapidly change from angry to needy or some other mood that didn’t involve you wanting to aim something at her head.
Don’t get her wrong, there were some moments where she needed to take some deep breaths, but she knew you were going through something you couldn’t exactly control. And you were the one who was bearing her kids, so, it was the least she could do not to get frustrated or mad at you. You of course always appreciated her patience after, you were weirded out at first from the feeling of little bodies growing inside you, but you soon learned to love their little kicks and Wanda loved sensing their life as well. She spent the majority of your pregnancy being over joyed and over protective. If you so much as even suggested leaving the house for a walk, Wanda would immediately say no and try to distract you with other things. One of those things being sex. You honestly never thought you would ever turn Wanda down from any of her advances, but pregnancy seemed to prove you wrong. When you were in the mood for something it would stay that way until you got it. You would ask to go for a short walk outside, and her eyes would flash with panic, quickly coming up with another suggestion and press kisses against your throat.
“Why don’t we stay inside my love? Where it’s safe and warm, and perhaps reenact another magical moment together?” Wanda would say, doing her best to turn your mind somewhere else, but you were also stubborn. And while you may think you were the simp here, it was in fact Wanda who was the simp.
“No, I’m not in the mood Wanda I want some air and to look at some fucking trees for once, I need to stretch my legs.” You would say, and Wanda, the ever respectful lover, would back off and agree to you. Of course part of the agreement to go outside would involve you staying within a ten foot perimeter around the house and Wanda by your side at all times searching for any danger. It was cute though, to see Wanda so protective and vigilant for you and the boys, so you couldn’t really complain, you got to go outside anyways.
It seemed Wanda got even softer as you grew bigger, her jade eyes always on you, concerned, loving, or just gleeful to see you. Her protectiveness and possessiveness was still there, but there was something else. Your relationship turned into something more equal, she valued what you had to say and what to do, and you seemed to have understood her better than anyone. Loving each other in a more natural and at home kind of way and not just passion.
When the day finally did come, boy was Wanda the least calm you had ever seen her. She could feel your pain and wanted everything to go ok, laying you down and preparing for when the boys would come. Her magic surrounding everything she needed and almost pulsing in worry with her. You weren’t as worried at that point like she was, probably because you felt like your insides were tearing apart at that moment, honestly, who thought it was a good idea for women to give birth this way? That thought left your mind though as soon as you finally got a look at Tommy. Calm for a baby who just entered the world, but then again this was Wanda’s son. You nearly cried at the sight of him, then Billy was on the way and you definitely cried from having to go through the pain again.
It became a blur after that, but one thing you definitely remember seeing, was your two beautiful boys, and your beautiful wife, holding them. Wanda looked radiant, her eyes glistened and her smile was something only held for her boys and you. She gave you Billy soon after she checked for your health, using her magic and spells to make sure you were ok and not in pain anymore. And when you held Billy in your arms, you knew he was going to be a mamas boy, empathetic and sweet for his moms and brother. Wanda sat next to you on the freshly cleaned bed and you looked at Tommy adoringly. He was definitely going to be the one to drag Billy into all sorts of trouble, and from what you heard from Wanda’s stories of them, you would be very right.That night you and Wanda fell asleep with the boys held cradled into your chests (a spell was cast to not hurt them in your sleep of course) and you laid in bed as a new family.
A month has passed since then, and while you would never regret having the twins, they were honestly too adorable, your lack of sleep was weighing on you. The boys were little balls of energy and consumed everything they ate, crying for attention and waking you and Wanda up almost every two-three hours. Being pregnant and already developing milk, you and Wanda decided to breast feed them. This was not as fun as you would think, the whole, ‘babies drinking from their mother will increase the bond’ was not exactly true, those boys would suck everything dry, regardless of where it came from, and you were starting to think breastfeeding was not the grandest idea. Your breasts were sore and you couldn’t really produce enough milk for two growing baby boys, one of them being a speedster mind you.
And this ends our little summary of the past few months up until now. You, having just put the boys to sleep, and for once, the boys are not hungry. So now, you’re tired, AND sore with milk and you just wanted to have a nice relaxing night for once. You quietly walk out of the room downstairs to the kitchen, where Wanda is leaning against the counter sipping tea. Her eyes are slightly glazed from sleep, and she’s wearing a red robe like you are. You walk up to her and just fall into her front, head going into her neck and leaning all your weight into her. Wanda grunts from the surprise weight and sets her mug to the side to wrap her arms around you and hold you to her. You sigh into her and she just rests her head against yours.
“What is it detka? Tired?” Wanda quietly says, moving to softly rub her hands along your back soothingly. You just nod your head and let out a little hum. She chuckles at this and squeezes you to her, only instead of a happy sigh like she thought she would get from you, she gets a hiss of pain and immediately pulls back to look at you in worry. “What was that? What’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing Wanda I’m just sore because the boys didn’t feed, I think I’m going to get the pump out.” You say tiredly, not really bothered anymore, just wanting to get rid of the ache and milk and just head to bed. You turn and start to walk away, heading towards the cabinet to get the pump, but Wanda tugs on your hand, so you turn back to her in confusion. She looks you up and down, thoughtful and concerned, and maybe it’s the sleep talking but you think you also see a dark glint in her eye.
“What if I helped you out with that darling?” Wanda asks, and you just turn back around not really getting what she’s trying to say.
“That’s ok Wanda, I mean, unless you want to turn it on and watch, there’s not much to really help with the pump.” You walk away, across the kitchen and are about to grab the pump, but scarlet magic suddenly stops you, keeping you in place. “Wanda what-“
“I’m sorry baby, I don’t think you quite understood my question. I’m not asking to use the pump, I’m asking, if you would like my help with getting rid of some of what I’m sure is very warm and delectable milk.” Wanda slowly turns you around with her magic as she asks this. Her walk slow and seductive towards you, and its then you realize what she’s really asking.
“Oh,”
“Oh, indeed.” Wanda says amused. She’s in front of you now and she’s looking at you like she’s going to eat you whole. Her magic holding you still, she slowly waves her fingers and moves your hands behind your back. “So? Is that a yes? Would you like my help with that ache of yours babygirl?” Your eyes widen a bit at Wanda’s sudden pet name and bold choice of words, heat flushes to your face from the question.
“I’ve never- we’ve never done that before, I didn’t think you would ever want to. Are you sure?” You ask unsure. The thought has come to you on occasion, but very fleeting. Sleep and the boys have taken up most of your time, and its been a while since you’ve been in the mood for anything sexual. Your pregnancy didn’t exactly make you want to have sex all the time. You felt a little bad, since you knew Wanda was always wanting your body, but she was so caring and never forced herself or tried to make you do anything you didn’t want. In fact she let you initiate most of it. So to say you both had been blue balled was an understatement. An image of Wanda’s mouth on you flashed through your mind and you suddenly realized how badly you missed her and needed her. You looked into Wanda’s eyes and saw her looking right back at you, and you realized she needed it too. She nodded and all you could do was say, “please.”
After that, Wanda couldn’t hold back anymore. It had been weeks since she last got to have you, and now she could finally taste a new part of you. With a flick of her wrist, her magic pressed you against the wall, your arms held behind your back, pressing your chest up more to her. All she could do was look at your breasts, bigger than usual from being full, and she licked her lips slightly at the sight. You still couldn’t move, not that you were complaining, although it would be nice to touch her after so long, you just watched her instead and waited for her to get closer to you.
She finally pressed her body against yours and you both sighed at the feeling, Wanda moved her mouth to your neck and placed small feather light kisses along your throat. You shivered and wanted so much more, but it was nice, the softness and intimacy you could feel coming from her. She wanted to treasure you. Wanda moved her hands to your waist, her hands slid along your sides slowly, up closer to your chest on your ribs, your breathing was increasing and Wanda basked in feeling your breathing quicken and your ribs expand. She could hear your pants against her ear as she kissed down your throat and she enjoyed having you at her mercy, unable to move or leave her hold.
“Wanda please.” You begged. Already impatient and not interested in any teasing. Wanda pulled back to look at you, dark eyes glimmered as they took in your appearance and smirked. She moved into you again until her mouth was pressed against your collarbone and slowly mouthed down to your chest, pausing to place a reverent kiss against the red tattoo there, and then continued to the opening of your robe. Her hands finally put themselves where they belonged and cupped your breasts as she kissed between them. You arched into her, letting out a moan as you felt her start to lightly massage them. Your breasts were tender, and as Wanda kept gently massaging them, milk started to ease out of your nipples. Wet spots started to form where your robe covered them, and Wanda watched with fascination as the spots grew darker and bigger the more she touched you.
“My poor baby. So tender and aching. You’ve been doing so much lately. Pregnancy, giving birth, taking care of the twins, not getting enough sleep, and having to feed them. I should be taking better care of you, cook you nice nutritious meals, take on more work with the boys so you can sleep, help alleviate your sore breasts.” As Wanda said this, she emphasized her words with the action of gripping your breasts more firmly, squeezing them a bit harder, and you nearly went on your toes to try and ease her grip. But you couldn’t, so you just stood there and whimpered in half pain and pleasure.
“Mommy please!” You finally said, and that seemed to move Wanda into motion. Her teasing smirk and gleaming eyes turned feral and dark, and her expression dropped into one with a women on a mission. With a wave of her hand, your robe practically tore in half as she parted it with her magic, she waved her hand again and soon after your hands were raised above your head and held to the wall. Your chest pushed out more and her gaze fixated on your freed breasts, they were so soft looking, so suckable to her, your milk was dripping down your stomach at this point and she couldn’t wait to lick it all up.
She took a step into you and cupped your breasts again, listening to you whimper, she moved her mouth closer and you held your breath. But instead of what you wanted, she lowered her head and went to your stomach, licking a trail up to your breast cleaning up every trace of milk that fell. Your stomach clenched and you jolted from the surprise, and Wanda adored the part of you that was a bit ticklish and made you more sensitive. As she cleaned every trace of milk, she looked you in the eye as she went to its source and finally placed her lips around your nipple.
“Oh god.” You groaned. You could feel as Wanda smirked against your nipple, her warm mouth wrapped around it as she pushed herself more into you. Her body completely molded itself against yours and her magic held you even tighter. Her lips became more firm, and a hot tongue soon came out to press against your nipple. She pressed the tip under it and gave a nice suck, and soon after milk was flowing into her mouth.
Groaning at tasting this new part of you, Wanda squeezed you tighter to her and continued to suck on your nipple. Her knee moved to between your legs and you arched into her, feeling warm liquid leave you and pleasure envelope your sensitive body. It felt so nice having Wanda drink from you, tasting you. And a more possessive side was rearing its head at finally having Wanda take this part of you and make it a part of her. You wanted her to drink this new essence of you and have it in her, to taste you and become addicted to it. It felt like this was the equivalent of having her drink your own cum, as perverted as it sounded, it made you all the more hot as she drank your milk, it made it all the more pleasurable.
Wanda was drinking from you like a woman starved, one hand was holding your breasts to her mouth and the other was trailing down your body to your hip. Her pinkie caressed the panties under it and soon that pinkie was sliding under the cloth and inching closer to your center. You were watching Wanda as she was attached to your chest and you were watching her when her eyes opened suddenly and they glowed from sea foam green to a burning red. Then your hands were released from her hold, but not your body, that didn’t stop you though from dropping your arms down to wrap them around her neck and tangle your fingers through her auburn hair. Pulling her even closer as if she wasn’t already as close as she could be, you pressed her more firmly against your breast and moaned when she rewarded you with a finger pressing against your clit.
“Babygirl you taste so good.” Wanda moaned against you. Wanda could almost feel how pleasurable it was for you, how your thoughts and feelings all gathered into one lovely erotic moment for you both. She could sense your desperation for her and more importantly, she was desperate for you, and for what has felt like the longest time, she could finally act on her need for you. Each time Wanda took a drink from you, she circled your clit. The pulses connecting between your nipple and the deep tug from your breasts as well as the the matching rhythm against your clit, was driving you wild, and soon you could feel yourself coming. Your body lost control of itself and started moving on its own. Wanda watched as you pressed your chest more into her and your hips stuttered against her hand. Your body was shaking and you closed your eyes with a silent scream and came so hard, even Wanda was bit taken aback, but didn’t hesitate to hold you and slowly ease you from your orgasm.
As you came down from wherever Wanda took you, you started to calm your breathing and realized your nails were gripping tightly into Wanda’s neck and back. With a sheepish smile you eased your hold and gently rubbed her new marks from you. Wanda merely smiled and kissed you sweetly.
“Did that hurt Wanda?” You asked.
“Not nearly enough darling.” Wanda said with a chuckle and smirked at your sweet, concerned face.
“Well if that’s the case.” Your face turned darker as you said this and Wanda was once again taken aback by your expression and was even more bamboozled when she was suddenly turned around and you were pinning her to the wall. Honestly, if you weren’t so turned on by her you would have laughed at her stunned face, but you had no time for that and went straight to just kissing her deeply, making an ‘mphm’ come out of Wanda’s captured mouth.
Your breasts were less sore now and you had no problem pressing your body against hers to keep her pinned against the wall. Wanda didn’t know what had come over you, she was so used to her always taking the lead or dominating, now it seems the roles were reversed. Wanda took this time to peek into your mind and was very intrigued by were you wanted to go with this, but more importantly, you seemed to need it, and that made Wanda need it too.
You’d gripped Wanda’s waist to control her body movement, and broke the kiss with a gasp, “Take off your clothes Wanda” you said. Wanda looked at you with a curious face, studying everything you were showing her. You face way determined and almost stern, no, more like you knew you were going to get what you wanted. Your voice was deep and breathless and honestly Wanda was really turned on by how aggressive you were being right now. Still looking at you, Wanda waved her hand and both your clothes were fully removed with a red flash. You breathed in deeply and took a good look at your wife. You may not of had an official wedding, but she was yours, and five months into your pregnancy, Wanda had made a ring for you both and you’d never taken it off. You looked at your wife and fully appreciated what was right in front of you. Wanda’s hips that you were gripping were full and soft, her red hair was in pretty waves going down her shoulders and her breasts, god her breasts were the most beautiful things you’d ever wanted to put in your mouth. They were what you fell asleep on every night and Wanda’s jade eyes were what you woke up to every morning. Wanda’s eyes were staring into yours when you were done appraising her, she was staying nice and still for you and you loved it. You didn’t know what was going on with you, but you felt a deep need to just take her. Everything in you was screaming to just take Wanda. Look at her, her lips were swollen from drinking your breast milk, from your kiss. Her pupils were blown wide and her eyes were saying ‘do what you want with me’ and so you did.
“I think you know what I want Wanda.” You said with a rasp in your voice. Wanda’s eyes flashed red from pure arousal alone. They way you were looking and speaking to her was making her lose it, and she didn’t need to read your mind to know what you were asking for. With a shaky nod from her and a wave of her hand, red magic covered between your legs and soon you felt a new appendage there. Wanda sunk to her knees and you stood there while she looked up at you and waited for you to tell her what to do. You felt a rush run through you and you wanted to feel more of it. Wanda was being such a good little thing submitting for you without you having to even tell her.
Wanda watched the way your eyes grew darker and your expression became pleased, she watched as you sorted through your emotions and waited for you to decide what you wanted next. She wouldn’t lie if you asked her if she liked this. She loved it. She loved being your mommy, but she finally understood why you loved submitting to her as well. The feeling she got when she sank to her knees for you, was something she felt deep in her chest. She could feel your satisfaction from her actions and it made her almost want to cum. This new feeling was beyond her, but she wanted to feel more.
As you looked at your darling wife, you could feel your cock pulse for her. “Be my good wife and milk me some more darling.” You growled, you waited for Wanda to listen and nearly buckled at the knee when Wanda took her hand, gently took hold of your strap, and placed her lips on the tip. Wanda kept eye contact as she tasted you like this for the first time. Her fucking beautiful mouth slowly wrapped around your cock and as she held it with her hand, put her other hand against your thigh to lift more up on her knees so she could lean more into you and support herself.
You let out a guttural moan as you looked down at her, her warm mouth and hot, wet tongue slid itself along your strap and for gods sake it was the hottest sight and hottest feeling. It was just as pleasurable as it was for your pussy, just different, and that different feeling elevated everything that was happening. To feel Wanda surround herself like this around you was making you feral and goddammit you couldn’t handle it anymore, you needed more, you needed to do something.
That something was to tangle your fingers in those red luscious locks and trust your hips against her while you held her still. Wanda took it with grace, opening her mouth wider and sliding her mouth along your cock until it touched the back of her throat. She gagged a little but was fine after that when you just kept thrusting. Wanda breathed through her nose and watched your face as you lost yourself in her. This was almost just as pleasurable for her as it was for you. She soon grew to love this side of you, love this feeling of taking another part of you in her mouth, and now she wanted to taste another form of cum from you.
You were getting close, you looked down at Wanda and groaned at the site of her on her knees, her cheeks hollowed for your cock, and drool dripping down from her chin with how much she was getting into sucking you. She was doing all the right things and even though you knew she was struggling to catch her breath, that made it all the better and the more perverted side of you loved it. You gripped her head tighter and thrusted faster as Wanda knelt there and let you use her. You needed something, one last thing, you just didn’t know what that was, until Wanda, sensing you were close, meaning she could taste your cum sooner, moaned against your cock and the rest was left for hell to deal with.
The sound you made as you came was blush worthy and the slapping came to a halt, and you made one last thrust as shoved your cock as far as you could down her throat and came. Wanda gripped your hips and pressed closer against you, doing her best to make sure every last drop of cum would go down her throat. You felt her throat and tongue move against your cock and actually heard her gulp a little as she drank everything from you. You didn’t realize it, but do to the heightened feelings and how long its been since Wanda got to last taste you, when the first drop of cum hit her throat and she heard you cum, she came with you. Her pussy clenched around nothing but she didn’t need anything, your pleasure and taste was all she needed and she came with clenched eyes and a long moan around you.
“There’s a good girl, god Wanda you feel so good.” You whispered as you slowly caressed her hair and you both calmed down. You were both finished so you gently pulled back and Wanda could finally relax her jaw and take some deep breaths. She hunched over a bit and this made you worried as you knew you were rough with her and may have hurt her. You knelt down with her and held her face to have her look at you. “Darling? Are you alright?” You sounded so concerned.
“Im alright baby.” Wanda said as she looked up and smiled at you. You felt yourself relax a bit and rubbed your thumbs along her beautiful cheeks, remembering how hollow they looked with her mouth around you… you shook your head a bit and checked her over.
“You’re not hurt anywhere? Did I go to hard, could you not breathe?” You asked. Wanda simply smiled again and kissed you to settle your concerns. When she pulled back she looked you in the eyes so you knew she was being honest and reassured you again that she was perfectly fine.
“I quite enjoyed that darling, you were a good mix of rough but not too much.” She said.
“Okay good, I’m glad, that would have been not fun if that were the case, I don’t ever want to actually hurt you.” You said. Wanda looked happy and so were you. That made you even more happy considering this new dynamic between you had been both pleasurable and you hadn’t hurt her. Knowing she enjoyed this too made you excited for future scenarios, and that excitement made you remember you could physically show that excitement and looked down. “Um, so I know that I’m kinda hard right now, but I’m also really exhausted, but I also really want to make sure you’re satisfied too, so tell me what you need Wanda and i’ll do my best to help.” You nervously said.
Wanda chuckled and kissed you sweetly on the nose, she pulled back and pleasantly surprised you with her next words. “Actually, dear I already came with you, just when you did as a matter of fact.” Wanda smirked at you.
“Really?! That’s so exciting and I didn’t even know that could happen Wanda! God I was so overwhelmed I didn’t even realize. Was it alright? Do you want my help with another one?” You stuttered out. You were amazed at this and Wanda could tell you were also nervous a bit with the new things you had tried with her.
“Calm down my darling, I’m quite satisfied at the moment. Hearing you cum, feeling it, tasting it, that was all I needed and I’m pretty sure I came just as hard as you. Now, why don’t we get up and take ourselves to bed. I think were both exhausted after the boys and this lovely night was just what we needed.” Wanda waved her hand and suddenly you were both clean and clothed and you specifically were appendage free. Thank you magic.
“I think that sounds lovely Wanda, thank you for doing this with me and trusting me to have the control like this.” You both got up as you said this and you felt so good and relaxed. You looked at Wanda and pulled her gently to you. Your arms circled her waist and she wrapped her arms around your neck, you both stood there and leaned into each other, just breathing each other in. “I love you Wanda” you whispered against her lips.
“I love you darling” Wanda whispered back and softly kissed you. Amongst all that had happened, it seemed it was you two whispering that finally woke the two twin boys that you both had been blissfully having a break from. Crying was heard from up the stairs and you both laughed a little at the timing. Wanda grabbed your hand and started walking, pulling you along with her as you both walked up the stairs. You watched behind her as you both went up and into the boys room. The twins room was decorated with a mix of blue and greens and in the middle were two cradles holding both your precious treasures. You both went to a separate bed and picked up your sons. You had Billy and Wanda held Tommy.
“Shhh, mommy’s here Billy, and so is momma.” Wanda delicately whispered as she rubbed Billy’s back, you did the same for Tommy. You both gravitated towards each other, and it seemed that calmed down the boys, as their crying calmed and Tommy looked at you. He was the cutest thing, his brown eyes looking at you with curiosity and familiarity. It soothed your soul knowing these precious boys were yours and Wanda’s. You could see so much of her in him. You held him close to you as his eyes started to droop, then you looked at Billy. Him doing the same only fighting a little harder to stay awake and watch Wanda. You couldn’t blame him as you looked at her next. She was the most beautiful person you would ever see and you guess Billy thought the same. He was definitely going to be a momma’s boy. You smirked, you were already mommy’s girl. She looked at Billy with so much wonder and you knew you were right were you needed to be. With your family, that you’d made with the woman you loved, and your boys were happy and safe and together again.
Wanda looked at you and stepped closer, her smile so gentle and at peace, you would never get enough of seeing it. God you loved her. She swayed into you and you both adjusted to hold each other and the boys as they fell asleep safe in both of your arms. You didn’t know it yet, but this would be just one of many moments between you and your family. Wanda had done something she never imagined. She’d found you and made her family whole again. All that suffering. All the pain and fighting to get her loved ones back. And yet, all she needed was you and it all fell perfectly into place. You were at first just hers. What had started as her in your mind, became her having your heart, and then she became yours. You belonged to each other and were equal, partners through everything and you both could finally just, relax.
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angelofthenight · 3 months
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Wanda: I AM NOT NEEDY!
You: Wanda, you’re the definition of needy. Remember that one time you called me at 3 in the morning to make sure we were still dating?
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void-18 · 10 months
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DAR NATASHA: JEALOUS
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Trigger: Smut, forced pregnancy, and violence
(Natasha pov)
Y/n and I were currently at one of Tony's big events. As I was sent by Fury to make sure nothing happened to Tony I couldn't help but feel attracted to his little sister, Y/n Stark. Y/n was only 3 years younger than me and was just as smart as her brother. I had kept my cover from getting blown until I started to watch Y/n more than Tony. I started to make sure nobody would come close to her, touch her, and I even became personally close with her. We would sit in her room and talk about anything and everything, we became close. It got so close that we developed feelings for each other, we started with little things like subtle touches, whispering things, and hanging out when I wasn't watching Tony. It was until I started to lose focus of the mission and decided to dedicate myself to strengthening my relationship with Y/n. I didn't mean to feel anything for this girl, for once in my life, something caught me by surprise. I was caught when Y/n and I were making out on her bed. I was about to remove her shirt when Tony came in raising hell.
Once my cover was blown, Fury directed me to stay away from Y/n and help Tony figure out whose behind all the chaos. Did I listen to the order? Of course not. I paid heavy attention to Tony and the mission but I also made time for Y/n. In total we have been dating for 6 months and we've been happy together. The only thing I would say is the pain in the ass is Tony, Fury, and everyone around Y/n. They keep getting in the way of us being happy.
My thoughts were cut off when I see Y/n brought up on stage along with Tony's business partner. As Tony was giving his speech, the partner stayed besides Y/n putting his hand on her waist and whispering things in her ear, Y/n giggled at it. To say I was enraged was an understatement, I was beyond that. I could feel the heat rising to my face as that piece of shit touches my girl. I stand up from my seat and leave to the backstage, by the time I get there the speech was over. I watch from behind the curtain as Tony and Y/n go into a separate section of the stage as the business partner stays in my sight.
I come from behind the curtain silently as he stays looking down at a computer typing away. I see him get a glance of me from the corner of his eye.
" Hey, lady you're not supposed to be here-"
I cut him off by grabbing his arm and rotating it backwards and then up before slamming him on the desk. He shouts in pain and the stage outside is still loud, muffling his shouts. I hold his arm in place.
I put my other arm on his neck putting pressure.
" Tell me, why'd you touch her!"
He chokes on his own spit before spitting out
" she's just a friend please!!"
I didn't listen to his cries, instead I twisted his arm at an irregular angle, hearing his screams become more desperate as the arm twitches. He was being too damn noisy so I slammed his head on the desk another time, watching as his body slumps to the floor.
I calm myself down before heading to Y/ns dressing room. She needs to be punished for what she did. I open the door to see her sitting on her chair fiddling with her phone. She looks up at me and her face changes to surprise then to fearful, I guess she saw I wasn't happy.
I lock the door to the room and walk to her bed taking a seat.
"Y/n, could you tell me why you were rubbing against that guy on stage."
I crossed my legs waiting for her answer
" Nat- Baby I didn't mean for it to seem that way, he's a really decent guy."
"Decent? Well that decent guy is laying on the ground right now, passed out with a broken arm. Do you think decency is worth that?"
She looked horrified by what I said, I knew she didn't know what to say next
" lay your upper body on your desk now."
I instructed her calmly and she did as I said. I felt myself grow hard seeing her in this position.
" spread your legs babe"
I could hear her heavy breathing as she shivered, waiting for what I'd do. I pressed my front to her back and whispered "prepare yourself Y/n, you're gonna need it."
I hike up her dress all the way up to her breast, almost ripping it in the process. I lay her hands on each side of her head telling her to keep them there.
I harshly pull her breasts out from her bra, still leaving it on letting them push her breasts up on the desk. She shudders as the cold air hits her breasts and ass. I run my hands down her sides and down to her ass where I caress and grab it before giving it a harsh smack, earning a whimper from her. I could see a little bit of wetness through her underwear turning me on even more.
I rub myself through my dress as I look at the sight of her, across her own makeup desk waiting for me patiently. I hike up my dress to my waist and stroke my cock through my underwear. I decide to press my hardness on Y/n so she can know what to expect. I see her shift a bit making me groan as her wetness touched my clothed dick. I take her waist and start humping her from behind, laying my head on her back. I did this about 5 times before freeing my cock and stroking it a bit. I move Y/ns panties up a bit so each fold could go up her ass, I finally move the piece she's been wanting. I see the mess she's made and move her panties to the side before roughly entering her. I didn't give her a chance to relax to my size, I roughly slammed into her not caring if she yelped in pain. She tried to get a hold of my hips from behind but I put her into the same head lock I did the man and continued to roughly fuck her.
She kept moaning loudly as her breasts were squished on the desk, moving up and down from my thrusts. Her hands were restrained behind her back as I used my other arm to hold down her head into the desk.
" NAT PLEASE UGH-"
I kept thrusting rough and fast
I got close to her ear
" you need to learn a lesson Y/n. You should've e never touched him." I gritted into her ear before speeding up my thrusts. It was hard to keep slamming into her considering she was squeezing me very tightly and her own pre-cum didn't help.
I kept slamming into her roughly as my balls kept smacking her ass. The lip glosses and other things on the desk have already fallen off and the mirror was holding on as the desk shook roughly. Y/n kept moving her legs trying to wiggle away from my thrusts but that only made me go harder as she screamed for me to slow down.
I didn't have protection on so this was my chance to keep Y/n with me, indefinitely. I kept slamming into her until I felt her clench around me, whimpering that she couldn't take it any longer. I soon felt her clench hard enough to stop my hard thrusts as her body shook, I could feel her cum wrap around my cock as she tried to push me out. I still kept her in the same position till she stopped huffing and caught her breath. As soon as she did, she unclenched around me. I decided to stay inside letting her adjust to me just a bit.
She squirmed making me growl
" Nat I've learned my lesson, you can take it out now. I'll finish you off another way." She said out of breath
I went to her temple and kissed it, letting my cock fully sink into her. She moaned since she was still sensitive. I went to her ear and whispered.
" That's not gonna happen baby"
Her eyes went wide as I started to jackhammer into her as deeply as I could, chasing my high. She kept kicking my legs and moaning for me to stop.
" please Nat, I can't take another round!" Her mouth had a little bit of drool hanging from her moaning so much. I took my hand off her neck and caught her leg propping it on the desk while the other tried to find footing on the ground.
God I could feel that I was hitting a new spot as her moans got louder. I couldn't have anyone possibly ruin this so I shove three fingers in her mouth to shut her up.
" suck on my fingers baby hmm."
She sucks on them as I continue my assault on her swollen pussy until I feel myself close to cumming. I sped up and I'm sure Y/n felt me twitching. I took my fingers outta her mouth and wrapped it around her neck
" Nat! Nat! Please pull out, I'm not on the pill!"
I kiss on her ear
" let's start a family baby" as I thrust harder and lean my weight on her, keeping her hands in place.
" Nat please no-"
She continues to struggle, wiggle, and kick my thighs but I roughly continue and ignore her pleas as I thrust forward biting her neck grunting as I release my warm cum inside her. She goes abruptly forward stiffening with me as her insides are painted with my cum. She gasps at the warm sensation inside her aching pussy as I thrust slowly into her to get every last drop out.
I finally let go of her arms and slowly pull out as she whines. She breathlessly lays there as I watch our mixed cum leak out of her red swollen pussy. I lean over her, kiss her cheek, and whisper.
" hopefully you've learned your lesson dorogoy (darling)."
A/N
She's backkkkkkk aka me, how have ya'll been? Anyways, if you have any suggestions on what to write next, you can either PM me or write it in the comments! Happy reading nuggets:)
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anxiousnerdwritings · 3 months
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scale of 1-10 how well do you think a platonic yan!Wanda would be able to handle a darling in a toxic romantic relationship??
Oh, Wanda would lose her shit if she found out her darling was in any form of toxic relationship. She would immediately try to get her darling out of it. If she couldn’t convince them then she was using her powers to make it happen. Mentally manipulating them to forget about their partner and to lean more towards her for whatever they need there after. But Wanda wouldn’t be done, no she’s going to make her darling’s partner pay for how they treated her darling, for what they put her darling through. She’ll make them regret everything they ever did, she’ll make them regret ever living with what they’ve done. She’ll make them regret ever existing.
After that her darling would be all hers, she wouldn’t be able to bring herself to trust anyone else with her darling ever again. How could she? No, Wanda would be adamant that no matter how much time has passed that her darling still wasn’t ready to be in another relationship. They needed to heal, they needed to continue healing and she would ensure that. She would take care of you, you can depend on her from here on out. She has nothing but your best interest at heart, always and forever.
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jacelion · 2 years
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Wanda, snuggling beside Y/N: You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me. You’re my star, the light in my darkest days.
Y/N, jumping awake into a corner: You fucking bitch- I thought I locked the door?!
Wanda: The window was open.
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fandomnerd9602 · 1 year
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Wanda glides thru her house...
Wanda: i love this life with you, detka.
Y/N: its a dream come true, my love
A plate shatters. Y/N snaps out of their trance.
Y/N: Wanda? Where are we?! Where's the others?!?!
Wanda: shh. no need to worry love. everything's fine.
She sends out pulses of magic. Y/N goes back into their trance.
Wanda: everything is fine.
Y/N: everything is fine.
Wanda settles into Y/N's lap with a contented giggle.
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lifespectator · 2 years
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Y/n, seductively: I’ve always had the dream of getting kidnapped by a pretty green eyed witch
Wanda, smirking: I can make that dream come true
Natasha, smacking the table: Just date each other already!
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mrsdarkandyandere7 · 9 months
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Two is better than One
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Pairing: Dark Pietro and Wanda Maximoff x (female) Reader
▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.
More at Masterlist
WARNINGS: NONCON (male receiving); hints of Incest; Implied Kidnapping.
AN: What do you guys think of this, hehe? It's really short btw.
Also remember they both have that Sokovian accent, practically Russian.
Please, reblog and give me feedback.
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"On your knees.” Wanda commands. Your body instantly reacts, knees meeting the cold floor and a shudder runs down your spine. 
“Good girl.” Pietro has a sickly sweet smile, hands busy fumbling with the fly on his pants and you shut your eyes close, stomach churning at the thought of what he wanted. 
You’re so tired of them and it makes you want to yell and scream until your throat is raw, until they finally understand your pain. 
There’s a faint sound of pants dropping and Wanda caresses your hair, her touch gentle as a feather. 
“Open your mouth, sweet girl.” you do as she says, teary eyes as you reluctantly part your lips. 
“It’s going to be okay. Just make sure to breathe with your nose.” Pietro reminds you, two of his fingers lingering in your mouth, slowly pumping them in and out. Lust clouds his eyes, a pleased smirk on his lips as he looks over at Wanda. 
The siblings share a look and you feel Wanda’s hand gently grabbing your hair, maneuvering it into a ponytail around her fist. 
Before you can react, Pietro slowly pushes the tip of cock into your mouth, some drops of precum tasting salty and you grimace, head receding but Wanda stops you, giving your hair a light tug. 
“Now, none of that, sweetheart. Be a good girl and you’ll be rewarded, just like we talked about.” she scolds you, whispering into your ear. 
“Maybe you should use it on her.” her twin suggests, but Wanda shakes her head. Her free hand runs down the rest of her brother’s member, a small moan escaping Pietro’s lips.
“I want her to feel it while she’s conscient. No powers. No tricks. ” as she speaks, her hand tilts your head forwards as Pietro does the same with his body.
You weakly slap against his thighs, gagged by the intrusion of his cock but he grabs your wrists, holding them aside.
“To know that we own her, with or without using our powers and that she can't do anything about it.” her words create a hole in your chest.
A lonely tear escapes your eye as Wanda’s hold forces a steady rhythm upon you, the room filled with the sound of your chokes and Pietro’s moans. 
They were right. You’re helpless against them. 
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yanderes-galore · 4 months
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yandere Natasha vs yandere Wanda for Marvel :>
I'll try, sure! @universallyweaselwobblermuffin gave me motivation and the Wandavision idea. I'm excited to talk about this because I love them ^^
AU where they aren't in a relationship with Bruce or Vision.
Yandere! Natasha Romanoff vs Wanda Maximoff
(General Thoughts)
Pairing: Platonic -> Romantic - Rivalry
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Stalking, Overprotective, Jealousy, Implied mind control, Kidnapping, Violence, Forced relationship.
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I feel this rivalry is a bit unfair due to the power difference.
Yet I still like this idea.
Natasha is like a mentor to Wanda so that may also affect the rivalry.
In fact they see each other as family.
I'm going to keep this as just me spilling general thoughts due to the circumstances of Natasha's fate before Wandavision.
Natasha is a skilled spy and assassin, she would be great with stalking/gathering info while keeping and eye on you.
Wanda has magic, having access to hallucinations/mind control, telekinesis, and creating false realities. She's certainly the worse yandere of the two and the most delusional.
Their obsessions most likely start after Age of Ultron.
It would make sense if you were part of the Avengers but you could also be a civilian friend of them.
Both of their obsessions would start platonic.
They see you as family like they do the rest of The Avengers.
They both grow close to you because both of them have been deprived of families in their past.
Wanda lost her parents and lost her brother.
Natasha grew up as an assassin/spy and was made infertile so she can't make a family.
So the two see you as a close friend and part of family.
Wanda likes to watch Sitcom shows with you.
Meanwhile Natasha likes to train you for self-defense incase she can't always watch over you.
When they both see you as platonic they are fine with sharing.
It's when one of them sees you in a more romantic sense that things are an issue.
To make the rivalry last the longest I'd say Natasha's obsession would have to start first.
As said before the rivalry is rather... unbalanced.
If Natasha fell for you first her original obsession increases.
She begins to see you in a new light and realizes you're important to her.
She wants to be closer, maybe she excuses her feelings as wanting to protect you.
As a result she sticks around you more.
She watches over you way more than she used to and rarely leaves your side unless she has to.
This sudden behavior change doesn't go unnoticed by Wanda.
She feels upset that Natasha keeps dragging you off.
Whenever Wanda invites you to relax with her Natasha makes up an excuse to have your attention.
Wanda may not even realize her own romantic feelings for you until she sees Natasha's motives.
Wanda would still see you as a friend until she sees Natasha flirting with you.
Her heart tightens at this betrayal... she recognizes this emotion as jealousy.
It's then Wanda realizes she loves you... more than a friend.
This even is what would fling this into rivalry.
The two could platonically share you as a friend.
Yet the moment one of them wants you as their romantic partner and tries to take you from the other one?
That's when things get bad.
Cue manipulation on both sides.
Wanda wouldn't want to use her powers at first as she still cares for Natasha.
Yet she still begins fights with her, accusing Natasha of stealing you.
The reason I feel this rivalry would be short lived is Wanda would soon realize she can just... take you.
Natasha can try to fight her but Wanda will try to push her back.
Wanda feels the perfect form of revenge is to simply take you back from Natasha.
After all, in her eyes, Natasha's stolen you.
Would not be surprised if Wanda did another Wandavision to keep you to herself.
She's erase Natasha from your mind and make you her spouse in her perfect family.
Unhappy? She can fix that.
Natasha could try to break you out of that false reality.
It most likely won't work without help.
This is why the rivalry is short lived.
Once Wanda feels she's fighting for your affection... even if she cares for Natasha...
Wanda probably won't hesitate to hurt her and take what she wants.
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Scarlet Whispers pt. 8
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Trigger Warnings: Smuttttttt. Horribly written smut.
Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Female!Reader
Rating: M. Minors DNI
Masterlist with parts 1-7 here
Chapter Eight
Translations: котёнок - Kitten; malyshka - baby; lyubov - love; dorogoya - darling; I probably missed some… I should have probably been doing this the entire time, no? Eh… My b.
A/N: Its uhhh.. My first time writing smut for the public so uh… be gentle pls? Lol. Lemme know how it went. Writing dialog and smut makes me cringe haha. This was also written while I was in the hospital. Is it bad that the 5 day stay was almost a vacation compared to life? Haha, living the dreeeaammm. Someone pls hit me with their car or something so I can go back and have 0 responsibilities for another week. Promise I won’t sue 😛
Once again, edited while floaty. Apparently that’s the only time I can get the motivation to open my laptop. In my defense, I’m currently in the middle of a move and starting a new job so pls forgive my laziness. I’m a tad overwhelmed. It’s finnnne. 
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During your time at the aquarium with Wanda, you hadn't noticed how late it had gotten. Logically, you knew it was around dinner time because you both had just eaten, but you didn't realize until you both entered the dimly lit cottage that it was so dark outside. Despite the long day you’d had, you weren't ready to go to bed just yet. Body thrumming with an unfamiliar energy, and you could tell it stemmed from Wanda's hand still holding onto your waist. Now that you were home, it would be socially acceptable for her to let you go, but instead, she chose to linger.
Never one to enjoy having others in your personal space, regardless of if you were touch starved, you were thrilled to discover that you didn't mind the witch being so close to you. In fact, the mere thought of being separated from her made your stomach roil with anxiety. Looking at the redhead next to you as you traversed the hallway towards your room for the evening, a new kind of craving overcame you. This one was different from the hunger you had experienced just before dinner, and you realized that you couldn't get enough of the witch’s touch and presence.
Reaching your shared room Wanda finally moves to separate from you, and as she heads opposite from you, her hand falling away, you make a split-second decision. Well. Decision was being generous. More accurately you allowed your impulses to take over, unable to think logically - you couldn’t let Wanda get too far. Not that there was anywhere for her to go in a bedroom you both shared, but your brain wasn’t exactly running on all cylinders at this time.
“Wait!” 
You don’t know what, or even if you were thinking, knowing only that in the scant few feet the witch was away from you, your whole world felt like it was collapsing. A lightly calloused hand shot out as you turned to grab her hand again, and in your exuberance, you accidentally ended up yanking the woman towards you. In an unexpected feat of grace surprising both of you, you managed to catch Wanda. Despite her velocity, you were able to use her momentum, spinning both of you. A small jolt of pain wracked through your bones as your back landed harshly against the smooth wall, with Wanda safely in your arms. Chests heaved for air, both of you having fully expected to collide, ending up in a heap on the floor.
After the initial surprise wore off, both women giggled, though neither made a move to separate. “What is it, Y/N?” the older woman asked. Amusement colored her gaze, mixed with something else you couldn’t quite decipher. You were still learning new facial expressions to this day. 
“I-” You started then stopped, trying to assemble your thoughts and determine just how vulnerable you were willing to be. “Thank you, Wanda. For today. For… everything. This was..” you trailed off, unable to find the words. “Everything.”
You hoped Wanda would understand what you meant by that even if you yourself weren’t quite sure just yet. What you were sure of is that you wanted to return to Wanda at least a fraction of the care and devotion she had shown you in all this time. You knew you didn’t want her to walk away, heart aching at the concept. What you didn’t know was what you wanted to do next, you hadn’t exactly gotten that far, but you couldn’t stomach the thought of being apart from her.
The redhead’s gaze softened at your words. “You don’t need to thank me, lyubov. You deserve so much, and I just want you to be happy.” 
The words “with me” went unspoken, though she was dying to let them out. Instead, well-manicured hands lifted the tips of her fingers to gently push some fallen strands of your hair from  your face, as she studied you curiously. A feeling you both were on the precipice of something settled firmly within the witch’s chest. Wanda was fairly confident she knew exactly what that something was, but she wouldn’t plunge you into anything you weren’t yet ready to fall into.
Though certain in her assumptions, Wanda was unable to clearly read your surface thoughts. A jumbled mass of emotions, each thought no more than fleeting before another took its place, your mind was a whirlwind. The next steps had to be taken by you, and if you weren’t up for that yet, the redhead was content with where you both were at this moment. 
A palpable tension filled the air, conveying an unspoken awareness that something transformative was about to occur. Anticipation lingered in the atmosphere, creating a delicate blend of nervousness and excitement. There was an understated, magnetic attraction that drew you closer to Wanda. Completely unaware as you were, enthralled by the alluring softness of her lips which stoked a longing within you to know if they felt as velvety as they appeared, you were unconsciously learning forward.
It was a moment of breathless expectation, where time seemed to stretch. The world had fallen away, leaving only the two of you suspended in the beauty of the impending inevitability. Eyes finally connecting with Wanda’s, a silent, mutual understanding was shared, and in that moment, you made a decision.
”May I…?” your voice a husky tremor, thick with emotion.
Never had Wanda found you more endearing than in that moment. Your innocent consideration that you would need to ask her permission after everything. As if she hadn't been waiting for this very moment for so long. As if this wasn’t what she had been waiting for since first discovering the Darkhold, and all the possibilities of a multiverse.
“Please, Y/N.” The witch’s reply was all but a breathy whisper.
As your lips and hers finally connected in a gentle, exploratory kiss, an electric current seemed to pass through their bodies, igniting a fire within your souls. It was a moment of pure magic, a culmination of all the emotions and desires that had been building between you both. Breaths mingled, blending together in a perfect harmony of passion and longing.
The softness of the kiss spoke volumes, revealing a depth of connection that you were certain words could never fully capture. A tender exchange, filled with a delicate balance of vulnerability and trust. Each touch, each movement of Wanda’s lips against yours, was deliberate, as if she was savoring every precious moment of this newfound intimacy with you.
With every passing second, the world around faded away, leaving only the two of you enveloped in a bubble of pure bliss. Time seemed to stand still as you explored this uncharted territory together. A feeling as if something inside, you hadn’t known had been missing, was now perfectly slotted into place. Home.
When it came to kissing you, Wanda marveled at the stark contrasts between your Avenger variant, and you. While your other variant was self-assured, often taking command of a kiss with practiced skill, you, on the other hand, were gentle and tentative. It was evident that you were willing to let Wanda take the lead, which she found incredibly empowering, almost addictive. She knew she should probably take this first kiss slowly for you, however, your submissiveness was simply too delicious for her to pass up such an opportunity.
Long, slender fingers came to rest just under your jaw, firmly holding you close, Wanda using her body to press you harder against the wall, as if trying to merge your two bodies into one. A gasp escaped you at the length of the witch’s body pressed so intimately against you. Wanda, ever opportunistic, took advantage of your open mouth to deepen the kiss, her lithe tongue swiping softly at the seam of your lips in askance. 
You couldn’t even fathom a moment where you would ever deny Wanda this request, opening your mouth to grant her the access she desired. Her skillful tongue sensually slid against yours, eliciting a barely suppressed whimper from you. With a little coaxing Wanda was able to entice your tongues to engage in a seductive dance, leaving you breathless and heady. 
Eventually, the kiss broke, leaving both of you craving more. It had opened the door to a world of possibilities, and in that moment, everything changed. The bond between the pair of you had deepened more than you could know, and more than Wanda had hoped for. Despite initial reservations, your heart knew then you would follow Wanda anywhere, irrevocably tied to the witch forever. There was no one you wanted or trusted more.
While trying to catch your breath, no words were spoken. Taking this moment, your intrusive thoughts began creeping in because of course they were. Desperately you hoped the woman wouldn’t view the kiss as a mistake, praying that you measured up to your superhero counterpart. That you were truly what she had been looking for all this time, even if you weren’t anything special.
You would do anything to have her lips on yours again, and briefly a thought occurred to you that this woman could murder you, and you would probably thank her for the privilege. Therapy, maybe you should ask Wanda if she could get you in to see a therapist, because that wasn’t concerning at all. 
It wasn't in you to feel ashamed just then though, not when the very thought resonated in your soul. Gods, was this what you had been missing your entire life? And it had been right under your nose, for ages you had been unknowingly depriving yourself, hellbent on self-sabotage.
As you finally caught your breath, the witch gazed at you hungrily, causing a shiver to race down your spine.
"What do you want, detka?" Wanda asked, voice sultry. She tilted her head as if curious, but in reality, she was relishing in your disheveled appearance, eyes raking over your blown pupils, and kiss-swollen lips. So responsive for her, and this was only a kiss. Your first kiss with her, to be specific. Wanting to completely ruin you, it took every ounce of self-restraint for Wanda to wait for your answer instead.
Chest heaving, your brain struggled to pull together enough brain cells in order to provide her with an answer. When you finally spoke, your voice had a throaty quality you had never heard before.
”You. I want you.”
Green eyes, the color of jade, sparkled in such delight they could have practically illuminated the room with their vibrant glow. As you stared into her mesmerizing gaze, you got lost in her presence. Your mind was a myriad of thoughts, unable to focus on anything else. Every word she spoke, every movement she made, had a profound impact on you. As if the witch had cast a spell over you, weaving her magic effortlessly, and you willingly succumbed to her enchantment, eager to be under her captivating influence. 
A mischievous smile played upon her lips, adding an air of mystery to her already enchanting demeanor. The grin hinted at the hidden depths within her, the playful intentions that lied just beneath the surface. So, as Wanda’s mischievous smile lingered, you couldn't help but be drawn further into her web of enchantment, willingly surrendering yourself to the metaphorical spell she had cast.
"Oh, lyubov, will you let me ruin you?" she asked teasingly, her voice filled with impishness and a hint of excitement.
Swallowing nervously, you felt desire building deep within you. Your experiences in this matter were limited, but you trusted the former avenger all the same. Still, you had a sneaking suspicion that whatever Wanda had in store for you would likely test your limits, even if you had no idea what those were yet. Eagerly, you nodded, ready to throw yourself headlong into this unknown, trusting the witch implicitly.
The moment her silky lips met yours once again, a hunger ignited within her, surprising both of you with its intensity and passion. Wanda pulled you close, her fingers curled in your hair, keeping you in place as she plundered your mouth. You could do little but let her lead the way, trying not to embarrass yourself with how much she was turning you on. Her sharp teeth tugged on your lower lip before biting down hard enough to draw blood. A pitiful whine was barely restrained by you as Wanda lapped at the new wound she had caused.
Deciding to test your boundaries during the kiss, the redhead gently wrapped her other hand around your throat. Not tight enough to cut off your oxygen supply, but the pressure did restrict some of the blood flow to your brain, leaving you in a deliciously foggy haze. A breathy moan escaped you, which Wanda eagerly swallowed as you gladly ceded control of the kiss to her. Pride out the window, you were no longer capable of trying to withhold any sounds she could draw from you. Wanda found it delightful that so far you were proving to be the perfect little котёнок for her. The redhead eagerly anticipated discovering what other surprises you had in store for her.
The other hand not on your neck moved from your hair down to the first button of your shirt and hesitated. “Is this okay, Y/N?” She asked, voice surprisingly soft for someone who currently had one of their hands wrapped around your neck.
Sluggish thoughts hazy with lust, you nodded with what would have probably counted as an embarrassing amount of enthusiasm. Having someone as gorgeous as Wanda in front of you, asking for your consent, you found you couldn’t be bothered by your eagerness. You were a simp, and you were fine with that. Anything to get more of Wanda touching you.
The former Avenger grinned, finding you utterly adorable. She was charmed by how needy you were for her. Unable to help but revel in the power dynamics between you, relishing the opportunity to challenge your blissed-out mind and watch as you struggled to comply with her demands. It was a delightful game for Wanda, and she was going to have fun training you.
Before she could continue though, the witch wanted you to be absolutely sure. Regardless of how long she had waited for you, if you weren’t truly ready, Wanda didn’t want to push you. She wanted all of you, everything you had to give, but if you still weren’t ready, weren’t sure, she could wait. Wanda would wait forever if she had to. 
 “Lyubov moya, if you want me to stop at any point, just say the word, and I’ll stop immediately, okay? Full stop, I promise, and I won’t be upset with you.” she insisted, voice thick with longing as her nose grazed gently across yours in a reassuring manner. 
Even now, Wanda was always putting your safety and happiness as her top priority, endearing her evermore to you. How could you have ever doubted that this woman had anything but your best interests at heart? The purest of intentions?
Knowing it was a bit over dramatic, while you appreciated her reassurances, if the witch didn’t do something in the next few seconds, you felt like you might combust. Releasing a needy whine, you hoped to convey your desperation to Wanda who only chuckled at your behavior. 
“Relax, malyshka, I’ll take good care of you, I promise. But first, I need you to use your words, darling.” The hand on your throat easing its grip a little, allowing more blood to your brain, giving you back some of your intellectual capacity.
With Wanda’s body covering yours, you petulantly ground against her in the hopes of achieving any sort of friction, causing her lips to quirk upwards in an amused smirk. You weren’t going to get out of this until she had confirmation of your understanding, and if she happened to tease you into a petulant, writing mess in the process, well, that was just the cherry on top.
Giving in, you let out a keening whimper. “I understand Wands, please. Just touch me. Please!”
A wolfish grin overtook Wanda’s face at your begging. Green eyes locked with yours, and she could see the desire and longing in your eyes, mirroring her own. The way you looked at her, with a mixture of vulnerability and trust, made her heart flutter with a sense of joy and fulfillment. You were willing to surrender yourself to her guidance, to allow her to take the lead and shape you into the person she knew you could become. That kind of implicit trust and faith you had in her shot her arousal through the roof.
With each passing moment, Wanda's excitement grew, knowing that she had the opportunity to train and mold you into her perfect little котёнок. She relished the thought of all the fun games that lay ahead, confident in her ability to guide you towards your full potential. Your willingness to submit to her desires fueled her passion, making her all the more determined to own you completely. This power was the ultimate high, and she didn’t think she could ever get enough of it.
Her hand moved from your throat to wrap around your waist with a firm yet gentle grasp, pulling you closer to her in an undeniable display of ownership. The touch of her hand on your hip sent a surge of adrenaline coursing through your veins, igniting a fire within you that you had never experienced before. It was a possessiveness that transcended the boundaries of mere desire, a possessiveness that spoke volumes about the depth of her emotions for you.
Far from being suffocating, her dominance was a testament to the strength of your bond. A tangible manifestation of the passion that burned between the two of you, it was a flame that only grew stronger with each passing moment. Her assertive touch was a declaration, a proclamation of her utter devotion and fierce protectiveness towards you.
In that instant, you couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the intensity of her feelings. A sensation that both thrilled and comforted you, it was a magnetic pull that drew you closer to her with each passing second. Feeling as if you were the center of her universe, the focus of her unfaltering attention, and you visibly preened under her attentiveness. Your hands which were clenching the bottom of her shirt held fast, unwilling to let her move more than a few inches away.
Now that she had your consent and had subtly established your place with her, Wanda's svelte hands returned to the task of unbuttoning your shirt. Unable to resist the allure of your lips for long, she passionately kissed you once again. As your lips moved against each other with a sensual rhythm, Wanda swiftly unbuttoned your shirt. Before you knew it, your shirt was completely undone, revealing your torso to her exploring hands. A shiver ran through your body as her slightly cool palm pressed against your abdomen for the very first time, the gravity of her body pressing you further into the wall. While you had felt her touch on your skin before, it had never been this intimate, this exhilarating.
As her hand glided over your bare skin, heat coursed through your body, the sensation sending shivers down your spine. The flames within you steadily stoked by every caress. Your breath hitched as her touch lingered, tracing delicate patterns along your abdomen.
Growing desperate you deepened the kiss. Your hands instinctively reach for her, moving from the hem of her shirt to tangle in her hair as you pull her closer. The magnitude of the moment was almost too much, feeling the desire consuming you from within.
Wanda's lips slid against yours with a fervent hunger. Her roving hands continued their journey, tracing every curve and contour of your torso with an almost reverent touch, sending pleasure coursing through your body. As your lips moved in perfect synchrony, heightening your senses, it left you yearning for more. The room was filled with a heady mix of desire and anticipation, as you both gave in to the draw of the moment..
Lost in the haze of passion, you couldn't help but give yourself completely to Wanda's touch. The way she explored every inch of your body with a delicate yet possessive hand left you breathless, craving more of her commanding aura. It was a dance of pleasure and surrender, a symphony of sensations that left you craving her touch like a drug. You had never needed anyone or anything as much as you needed Wanda to continue doing whatever she wanted to you.
As the kiss broke, both of you gasped for air. Wanda, still breathing heavily, leaned back to take in the sight of your newly revealed skin, her eyes darkening with want. Though never having been confident in your own body, often choosing to cover up, to hide in your self-consciousness, the way Wanda was looking at you now though left no doubt she liked what she saw. Yet still your insecurities plagued you, especially now that you were no longer covered up and there was nothing for you to hide behind.
The witch didn’t need to read your mind to know where your thoughts were going. The expression on your face, the way you tried to curl in on yourself made it plain. Voice thick with desire, Wanda needed to reassure you. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Y/N. Don’t ever let yourself believe otherwise.”
Though you didn’t truly believe her words, her tone and the way she held you like she couldn’t get enough was almost capable of convincing you in and of itself. You decided then that throwing yourself into this was the fastest way to get out of your head. Throwing caution to the wind, you slammed your lips against Wanda’s again, desperate for more of her.
Impatient, you couldn't resist the urge to guide Wanda's hands lower, craving for her to touch you more. Deft fingers brushed against a particularly sensitive spot, sending a surge of pleasure  shooting through you, and tearing a quiet gasp from your mouth. Your body responded eagerly to her every caress, arching into her hands, silently begging for more. Emboldened by your response, Wanda's touch grew daring, her kisses to your neck pressing harder leaving red welts that would purple over by tomorrow. Her marks on you would tell all who you belonged to. Her fingers began exploring your body with a newfound confidence. The touch was both gentle and possessive, leaving you with the utter clarity that she wanted to mark every inch of you as her own, even the parts of you no one else would ever see.
The room was filled with the sound of your shared breaths, heavy with desire. Feeling the urgency building within you, your body pressed closer to Wanda's, seeking to ease some of the pressure within. Her touch was all at once overwhelming yet not enough.
Determined to elicit every delicious sound she could from you, one of Wanda's hands finally moved to your breast. Gently she cupped it while her thumb teased you by gliding around your areola, avoiding your hardened bud. She took great enjoyment in your whimpers and gasps as she teased you. If she had it her way, she would keep you like this, never giving you quite what you wanted. Wanda would ease you into that eventually though. For now, this was enough.
Eventually she had mercy on you, letting her thumb lightly graze across your nipple. A deep, throaty groan emanated from within you, your hips bucking against hers, unbidden. Taking the opportunity you had presented her with, Wanda slotted her knee between your thighs, applying firm pressure just where you needed it most. You whispered an exhaled curse as your head slumped forward onto the older woman’s shoulder. Your grip on her tightened, the urge to just rut against Wanda’s leg nearly overpowering what little was left of your rational mind.
Wanda could feel the subtle grinding of your hips against her leg, and she encouraged it, pressing harder each time you arched towards her. The witch grasped your hips firmly, helping to set your rhythm as you desperately sought more friction between the apex of your thighs.
For someone who hadn't even taken off their pants yet, you were surprisingly worked up, but you were far too focused on chasing your high to be overly concerned about it. Sensing how close you were, Wanda pulled away from you, calling forth a keening whine from you. The older woman chuckled softly at your desperation. Her raspy voice next to your ear made you shudder. 
"Patience, dorogoya, I don't want you to come just yet unless it's in my mouth or on my fingers."
Wholly unprepared for her words as you were, they almost single-handedly threatened to ruin the witch’s plans as you nearly came on the spot. Wanda was aware that you had likely never edged before, and while she should have shown some mercy, she found no enjoyment in that prospect. Her intention was to have you so drunk for her to the point where you would become a helpless, trembling wreck, willing to do anything she desired just to reach that peak. Then, she planned to repeatedly push you off that ledge so many times that you would be a boneless, quivering mess for her by the time she was done with you.
As her words hung in the air, you felt a mixture of anticipation and hesitation. This was a new territory for you, one that you weren't entirely sure of what you were getting into. But as you looked into Wanda's eyes, filled with desire and a touch of mischief, you couldn't deny your feelings. You wanted to experience everything she was willing to show you, to give yourself fully and trust in her to guide you through this journey of pleasure.
With a deep breath, you nodded, your voice barely above a whisper, "I trust you, Wanda."
A smug smile played on Wanda's lips as she gently held your cheek. "Good," she purred, her voice laced with satisfaction. "I promise you won't regret it. Now, let’s take this to the bed.” She didn’t want your first time together to be rutting up against a wall.
Wanda grasped your hand, leading you the remainder of the distance to your shared bed. Once there the witch assisted you in removing the remnants of your clothes, gently pushing you backwards onto the bed. Before joining you, she took a moment to admire your naked body, as you looked up at her with a combination of desire and excitement. You were uncertain of her intentions, but the fact that you were willing to trust her filled Wanda's heart with joy.
With a gaze that could only be described as ravenous, she studied you and quietly uttered a curse. "Fucking exquisite" she husked, hoping to drive home her words from earlier.
Squirming under her intense gaze, you blushed deeply at her compliment. No one had ever called you that before, not in your entire life. The longer you laid there, alone under her scrutiny, the greater your need for Wanda grew. Before you could ask her to rejoin you, she was already removing her own clothes with purpose. You waited with bated breath, as Wanda revealed her body which you swore could have been sculpted by Michelangelo himself. Honestly, you thought it was a little unfair for someone to look so perfect. You felt absolutely privileged to be in this moment with her, that she had chosen you of all people to witness her glory. No one you had ever seen, in person or even on tv could compare. Wanda was a goddess, and you wanted to worship at her altar.
The redhead knew she was an attractive woman, but your loud thoughts were giving her quite the ego boost. She had you right where she wanted you, but Wanda would be damned if she allowed your self-deprecation to continue. There was not a single doubt in her mind that you were equally deserving to be here with her.
“Your thoughts are loud, malyshka.” She almost giggled at how red your face turned when she called you out, reminding you of her powers, and your gaze dropped.
 “While I’m flattered, darling, you need to know.” Wanda said with certainty as she began crawling up the bed towards you. Once she had crawled up the length of your body, the witch trailed her fingertips along your thigh, and up your torso to your face. Curling a graceful finger under your chin, she tilted your face upwards until you made eye contact.
“You are stunning, lyubov moya. There is no one else I would want to be here with right now. Not in the entire multiverse, believe me, I’ve looked. No one but you. Can you trust me on that, Y/N?”
Green eyes searched Y/E/C for any sign of lingering insecurity. With the witch looking at you so earnestly, your doubts faded into the background. They would likely never be completely silent, but in this moment, those thoughts were just white noise. Speaking was currently too difficult for you so instead you simply nodded at her words.
No longer able to hear your uncertainty as loudly, Wanda felt you were ready to continue. “Good, but just to make sure, I’m going to show you.”
Before you could ask what she meant, Wanda kissed you again. Her hand, which was previously under your chin, caressed down your chest and cupped your breast. She gave it a gentle squeeze, causing a soft sound to escape your throat.
As Wanda's touch re-ignited the flicker of pleasure within you, her lips and tongue traced a path of heated kisses down your neck, leaving a hot trail of saliva behind. Her skilled hand continued to explore your body, evoking an oeuvre of gasps and moans. Eventually, her lips settled on one of the places you desired the most, enveloping your nipple.
Once Wanda's lips closed around your hardened bud, a jolt of pleasure shot through your body, causing you to arch your back in response. Her tongue teased and circled the sensitive bud, sending ecstasy pulsating through your veins. While Wanda continued to lavish attention on your aching nipple, her other hand trailed down your body, caressing and exploring every inch of your skin. The combination of her skilled touch and the intense pleasure coursing through your body made it difficult to think or focus on anything else. 
Her hand continued its exploration, gliding over your skin with a feather-light touch. Every brush of her fingertips, each flick of her tongue against you sent your arousal to new heights. Your senses were completely consumed by her, the world around you fading once again into a distant blur.
Completely at Wanda's mercy, you found yourself basking in her every touch and caress. The pleasure she was bestowing upon you was the best high you had ever felt, addictive and irresistible. Your mind was filled with a primal need, a craving for more of the pleasure that only she could provide.
Wanda switched breasts, moving to lavish attention on the other one ensuring it didn't feel neglected. Her hand continued to tease your flesh, raising goosebumps to form on your skin. 
Unable to sit still, your own hands came up to tangle themselves in the redhead’s hair. Head held firmly in place by you, Wanda's hand slid lower, exploring the wetness that had pooled between your thighs. Svelte fingers teased your entrance, and you gasped as the anticipation nearly undid you.  Back arched, begging for more, you whispered a “please!”
Helpless to deny your plea, Wanda's fingers dipped inside you, your slick allowing them to slide in with ease. You moaned lowly as she began to move her fingers in a slow, deliberate rhythm, curling and stroking against your most sensitive spots. The pleasure built within you, radiating through your body like an electric current.
Your hands tightened in her hair, pulling her closer to you as your hips instinctively rocked against her hand, seeking deeper pleasure. Wanda matched your movements, her pace increasing, driving you closer to the edge. Her lips found yours once again, swallowing your moans as the pleasure consumed you.
The room was filled with the sound of your shared breaths, the wet, almost obscene sound of her fingers moving inside you, and the symphony of your pleasure. Each stroke of her fingers sent you spiraling further into this rapturous euphoria, your body trembling with desire.
Lost in the carnality of the moment, you could feel the heat building within you, the pressure mounting until you were teetering on the edge. Sensing your imminent release, Wanda's fingers quickened their pace, driving you towards oblivion. Moans growing louder, they mingled with the sound of your ragged breaths.
“Are you gonna come for me baby?” She asked, voice dripping sweetly with lust, not letting up the pace even a little. The woman knew what she was doing to you, and couldn’t resist drawing it out just a bit. 
Beneath her, you squirmed and bucked in place, desperation eeking off you in waves. You hadn’t exactly had many partners to begin with, and you had certainly never been especially vocal with any of them. Wanda couldn't have you being all shy on her now though. She wanted to hear each and every sound she could possibly draw out of you as proof of how good she was making you feel, her fingers hitting that special spot deep inside of you that had always been just out of your own reach.
“Now dorogaya, use your words. Are you going to be a good girl and come for me? If you can’t answer me then I guess I should stop.” Wanda slowed her pace and you all but wailed your frustration.
“Yes, yes I’m going to come. I’m so close, Wands, please don’t stop!”
Truthfully that should have been enough for her but sadistically she wanted to push your boundaries further still. She smirked at your pleas. 
“I won’t stop, Y/N, but you can’t come until I give you permission.”
You didn’t think you had ever been on such a precipice of euphoria before. It was right there if only Wanda would let you. Part of you wanted to ignore what she said and let yourself go, but the part of you that yearned to be good for her won out in the end. 
You begged pitifully. “Please Wanda, please let me come! I’ll be your good girl, please, just let me come!” You would say anything the woman wanted as long as she would let you finally finish.
It was positively sinful how your submission made Wanda feel. She wanted to experience you like this every day for the rest of your lives. The tremor of your voice as you begged, how quickly and completely you accepted her commands, it was positively sublime.
“Well when you beg so prettily for me, how can I resist? Be a good girl, Y/N - come for me.” Her fingers curled deliciously, mercilessly hitting your new favorite spot. 
With Wanda’s permission, the world shattered around you as your orgasm crashed over. Your body convulsed with exquisite hedonism, every nerve ending alive with sensation. Wanda's name were the only words from your mouth as you rode the high, your orgasm careening over you in a tidal wave of pleasure.
For Wanda, feeling your wet heat tighten around her fingers, practically refusing to allow her to pull back to even help you through your peak, was so perfect. You didn’t know it, but it was enough to make Wanda topple over the edge alongside you, her head dropping to the crook of your neck while she whispered sweet nothings in your ear, struggling to bring you gently down from your high. 
As the aftershocks of your release subsided, Wanda gently withdrew her fingers, her touch lingering for a moment before she pressed a soft kiss to your lips. She held you close, her presence a comforting anchor as you came down from the heights of pleasure. You whimpered at the feeling of emptiness after being so joyously full.
Breathless and sated, you nestled into her embrace, feeling a profound sense of contentment and connection. And as you lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, you felt that this was just the beginning of something beautiful between you both. You had made the decision to trust Wanda with your body, heart, and soul, and in this moment, everything felt so right.
Wanting to return the favor, and make Wanda feel as good as you did, but as you tried to shift in her embrace, the former avenger simply held you tighter. Feeling rejected, you wilted in her arms. Perhaps you had already failed to live up to her expectations, so much so that she didn’t even want you to touch her. How heartbreaking to have failed so soon, to never get the chance to prove yourself.
Voice soft, Wanda alleviates your fears. “Not tonight, darling. Tonight was all about you. Rest with me for a little while, detka, I just want to hold you. May I do that, Y/N?”
Murmuring a quiet assent, you settled into the comfort Wanda provided. You both laid there, basking in the intimacy you both had just shared, feeling content and happy. It wasn’t long until your eyes began to droop, signifying you were about to nod off.
Sensing how close you were to sleep, the witch gently roused you. She giggled at your grumblings for the disruption but insisted you both needed to clean up. Shaking your head, you whined as you tried to hold her in place with you, unwilling to let her go for any reason. Wanda  had to actively restrain herself from cooing at your adorable stubbornness.
“Come on now, it’ll be just a few minutes and then we can go back to sleep, okay darling?”
Petulantly you shook your head, and Wanda full on belly laughed, holding you tightly to her while she did so. Her laughter was infectious, and you couldn’t help but chuckle as well, knowing you were being a bit ridiculous.
Eventually, both of you calmed down, and Wanda pulled away from your embrace, mentioning that she would be right back. You let her go, but you pouted the entire time she was in the bathroom. After a few moments, you could hear the sink running, and then the witch returned to you with a warm, damp washcloth in her hand. With an unprecedented level of care, Wanda cleaned between your legs, removing any trace of the night's activities, while being mindful not to overstimulate you.
“There we go, detka. All clean. Let me just throw this in the sink, and we can go to sleep.”
Doing exactly as she had said, Wanda quickly returned, swiftly maneuvering her way into the cozy bed beside you. With a few gentle movements, she skillfully arranged the soft sheets to envelop both of you, creating a warm and comfortable cocoon.
Once she was finished setting up the sheets, you wasted no time in crawling back into her arms, burying your face into the divot where her neck and shoulder met. You felt like you had been through the wringer, but in the best way. When she had gotten up to clean you both, with her no longer being in your arms, your emotions had run all over the place. Now all you wanted was to be as physically close to the redhead as possible, to reassure yourself that she wasn’t abandoning you after such a vulnerable act.
Wanda was not at all opposed. Quite thrilled in fact, and as she held you, one hand came to gingerly trace random shapes along the side of your face, whispering nonsensical words of love and solace. Pillowy lips placed a soft kiss to your forehead.
As you drifted off to sleep, feeling safer and happier than in your entire life, you heard Wanda whisper in her native tongue. You were curious, but too far gone to ask her what she meant.
“я так люблю тебя, дорогая. (I love you so much, darling.) I promise I will always keep you safe, and I will never let you go.”
A/N 2: ... Why do I have a higher word count for a chapter with smut than any other chapter? .... Reasons. We're going with "reasons". So uhhh... yay? nay? Yeet myself off a cliff? Also if anyone wants to be added to the taglist just lemme know in the comments.
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dontknowwhatyouheard · 8 months
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Something Special 2
A/N: I’m new to this whole fanfic writing thing so go easy on me. I’m very open to feedback. Also, be informed that I’m bad at getting my ideas onto paper but I’m even worse with grammar, so don’t eat me up on that lol.
Paring: Dark Beefy CEO!Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Warnings: 18+ all ageless bios with be blocked, non-con, Somnophilia, G!P Wanda Maximoff, legal age gap r is 21 Wanda is 38, dark!fic, stalking, cockwarmimg. lmk if I missed something Summary: Y/N is falling on hard times but Wanda is there to pick up the pieces Word Count: 1010
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This is all so new for Wanda. Never before has she been so eager to meet someone. After your interaction at the store and your little escapade together in your apartment, she hasn’t been able to get you off her mind. She just knew she had to have you, you were struggling and she needed to save you. Even if it meant asking an old friend for a favor. Wanda was finally able to tear her eyes away from her computer screen as she finally had a plan to set into motion.
"This is all for you, Sugar; Daddy will have you all to herself soon." She scrolled till she came across the contact she was looking for. Kate Bishop. Kate Bishop was the wealthiest CEO in the area and had lots of connections which is just what Wanda needed.  
The phone rang twice before being answered. "Wanda Maximoff, to what do I owe the pleasure?" someone on the other end of the telephone sang. 
"I'm in need of a favor." She let out a sigh. 
"Not even a 'hello' after not calling for months," Kate smugly observed.
Wanda considered hanging up since she despised Kate's arrogance. They were always at each other's throats throughout high school, fighting for popularity. And Kate was usually at the top. 
 Wanda knew it was a big favor she was about to ask for, but she was hoping Kate would take it easy on her this time.
“Kate, I need you to evict one of your tenants.” 
“Wha-“
"I'll pay you whatever you want, please, because this is important." She begs, oblivious to how desperate she sounds. On the other end, Kate sighs. 
"I'm not interested in your money, Wanda. If I evict this tenant you're requesting, I'll need a lot more than that, and I'm not confident you'll be willing to give me what I want." Kate answered smugly, a smirk on her face. 
"Anything Kate, please." She didn't care if she sounded desperate; she'd give anything in the world to be with you. 
"Wands, who is the tenant?"
"Y/N Y/L/N she's staying in one of your brownstone apartments." 
"All right, Wanda, I want one of your companies, specifically your computer engineers."
Wanda's computer engineering firm was not just her first, but also her most profitable. She'd be able to live lavishly and then some if she gave this company away, but she'd take a huge hit. She paused momentarily to consider her options, but she knew she had her answer when she went to her computer and saw you crying because of your predicament. 
"It's yours," Wanda replied, "so consider it done," Kate remarked as Wanda hung up the phone.
"I hope you know how much I love you, Sugar," she whispered as she rubbed her bulge through her boxers. "After this, I'll be able to take care of you and make sure you have everything you need." She said to the computer screen.
Wanda was aroused at the thought of meeting you, but she realized that if she didn't leave within the hour, she wouldn't be able to "accidentally" run into you at your workplace. Instead, she stood up and took a cold shower. 
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You hadn't realized how long you'd been crying until you looked at your clock and raced out of bed. You were rushing out the door and hadn't noticed the sign on your door. You could only pray that your boss wouldn't fire you for being late again. 
When you finally arrived at the cafe, you got situated before opening the shop. Your first customer was a familiar face from the day before. It was the lady who bought your groceries. 
"How may I help you today, ma'am?"
 "Why so formal?" she asked, smiling. "I would like a small, vanilla frappe." 
"Coming right up, can I get a name for your order?"
“Wanda“ she said confidently “how much do I owe you“
You smiled at her “It's on the house as a thank you for yesterday” 
She reached into her pants pocket and pulled down and $100 bill anyway “Keep the change, if you want to thank me, you can give me your number”
You were debating whether or not to put your number on her drink as you were mixing it. But when you finished the drink, you figured you had nothing to lose and wrote your phone number on the side of the cup where you knew she'd find it. 
"Wanda," you called out. As she approached the counter to get her drink, her hand brushed against yours. 
“Thank you, Sugar,“ she said before leaving the cafe.
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Finally, you arrived home. Wanda has been the only thing on your mind all day. You were about to open the door with a happy sigh when you noticed the sign on your door. You couldn't believe it; it was an eviction notice. You were aware that you were past due on your rent for the previous month, but your landlord assured you that it would not be an issue. You instantly ripped the notice from your door and hurried inside, sat on your bed, stared at the notice, and wept until you had no more tears. What the fuck were you going to do now? The idea of having to live on the street terrified you like no other, so you decided it would be best if you slept so you’d be able to think things over in the morning. 
Once Wanda was certain you were sound asleep. She crept in through your window again, just like the night before. She felt horrible seeing you cry like that, and she wanted nothing more than to soothe you, so she climbed into bed and undressed. She removed the covers from your nude body. Her cock was hard as she went into your pussy slowly. She didn't move because she didn't want to fuck you; she just found this comforting and thought it would comfort you as well.
"Don't worry, Sugar; everything will be fine soon."
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lizziesblueberries · 2 years
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Now she has your heart
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Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 4,428
Warnings: Mommy Kink, Mommy!Wanda, Bottom!Reader, dark!wanda, possessive Wanda, soft Wanda, Wanda magic g!p, it’s fake though, breeding kink, yandere Wanda?, magic tattoos, slight hurt/comfort, smut, Wanda Maximoff needs a hug, so I gave her one, praise, multiverse of madness spoilers, minors DNI, 18+
Summary: a continuation of She’s in Your Mind I would recommend reading that first, but you don’t have too. It starts after Wanda sacrifices herself. Though we don’t really talk about that. You wake up in an unknown location with Wanda, and she needs you now more than ever.
You slowly woke to soft fingers gently combing through your hair, digits caressing the outline of your face, dragging along your lips. You didn’t open your eyes, still drowsy from sleep, and the soft touches were soothing, you felt safe and warm. You were content to just lay like that, and you did, for a few minutes, until an amused raspy voice spoke to you, snapping you out of your daze and alerting you to the fact that you were not alone.
“Hello Little one, I know you’re awake.”
You slowly opened your eyes to the figure of the Scarlet- no, of Wanda sitting to the side of you, looking down at you and softly smiling. You were in a bed, you noticed, in a room you didn’t recognize, and with a witch who appeared to have changed quite a bit in the last time you saw her. Which you weren’t sure when that was, but the events started to come back to you regardless. The temple- Kamar Taj, Wanda invading the temple, Wanda invading you. Her successfully taking over your mind and making you give in, and letting go of your magic. The people at the temple must be dead now, and you didn’t even try that hard to resist her, to help them. You felt slightly upset at Wanda for choosing you, of all people, she choose your mind to attack, but mostly, you felt upset at yourself. Upset at how weak you were and how easily you let her take control of you, you’d never let anyone come that close, and you let the supposed enemy at that time, be the one to take you. At your thoughts, You noticed Impossibly pink lips pout at you.
“Aww, don’t be upset detka. No one would have been able to resist my magic, and from what I saw in your mind, you certainly wouldn’t have been able to resist me.” You were going to nod your head no and deny what she said, but Wanda was already reading your thoughts and stopped you. “Yes, you know its true, you may want to be in denial, but I know you more than you know about yourself. And that’s ok, that’s why I’m here. You let me in, all the way, and I’m not going to take that for granted. You saw something in me, just as I saw in you. We’re meant for each other.”
Wanda had so much love and resolve in her eyes while she said this, making you want to believe her and not argue. There was so much passion in the way she was looking at you, it was bordering on unhinged and possessive. You also noticed she looked a little sad, her crown and armor was removed, and in its place was a soft blue sweater and grey leggings, along with red curls softly falling down her head. You wondered what had happened to make her look so sad, and why she was here and not with her kids, which you assumed she had found, considering how powerful and determined she was to get them.
“I found them.” She whispered. And you seriously needed to get used to her reading your mind. She continued, “But I became something they were afraid of, I had them, right there in front of me. And instead of getting to hold them and tell them how much I loved them, and them love me back, they screamed in fear and ran away from me. As if I was going to hurt my boys. I would never hurt them, but I hurt others, and I wish I could bring myself to regret the pain that I caused, to feel guilt over the lives I took, but I don’t. I was doing it for a good reason, for my happiness and to love and have my boys back. My boys don’t deserve that though, to have so much pain be the cause of me having them back, to have that suffering behind their names. They deserve happy, simple, and peaceful lives, so I left, even though it kills me, I wont go after them again.”
She had tears quietly running down her cheeks while saying this, immense pain was shown on her face, and the depths that you saw in her eyes had you taking her in your arms without a second thought. You were stunned when you did this, stunned from her confession, shocked that so much had happened and you had just woken up. But mostly you couldn’t deny the strong feelings that overtook you for this women. She was in pain, grieving for the loss of her family, struggling to cope with the never ending events of trauma that has been continuously happening in her life. And like Wanda, you couldn’t find it in yourself to care about the others, about the pain she caused, or feel guilty for letting her attack Kamar Taj and taking you with her. Wanda was the most beautiful person you had ever seen, with all the love in the multiverse to give. And you weren’t going to let that go to waste, or let her suffer alone anymore. The way she was curled into you, seeming so much smaller than you remembered, her face pressed into the crook of your neck, hands holding tightly to your waist, and what felt like shaky breaths coming out of her, only solidified that. Wanda pulled away then, still with her arms around you, she looked at you, her tears had stopped and now she had a surprised expression on her face.
“Do you really feel that way?” She asked cautiously. You nodded yes. At this point, you were fine with her reading your mind now, especially if your thoughts brought about the look of amazement and wonder in her eyes. Her hands were holding your waist now, and she rubbed her thumbs back and forth on your hips without her realizing. “I knew you were perfect for me. From the moment I saw you, I knew you were going to be my sweet girl. And when I read your mind, it only confirmed that I was right. My sweet, pretty, baby girl, I am so glad I found you.” Her hands took a hold of yours, and brought them to her lips, she placed gentle kisses against your knuckles and looked at you with so much joy, you shivered. You were a little surprised with her words, but even more so, happy. You shouldn’t feel so content with how she basically took you, or how in most relationships, this behavior was very concerning, but like your guilt, that concern couldn’t be found, only, reciprocation.
“I’m glad too.” You spoke softly. And that only seemed to heighten her joy. She was practically beaming like the sun at you, and while you had thought she was the most stunning women in the world, when she scrunched her nose a little, letting out a giggle, she was now the most adorable.
“I’ll give you anything your heart desires; all I want is for you to stay with me forever. I’ll do anything for you, anything. Just be mine.” The look in her eyes swiftly changed to unhinged desperation, which was odd, cause you were pretty sure you had just confirmed your feelings to her, and after that little speech, you were in no way going to deny her, you were also pretty sure you couldn’t even if you wanted to. But her eyes said another story, and you guess you couldn’t blame her considering how much she had lost. So you placed your hand on her cheek, and brought your lips together. The sigh she let out when your lips touched, was all worth the bold move, and you knew you had alleviated her doubts.
“You’re all I have.” She said as she gently pushed you down onto the bed. She then mounted your waist and leaned down to kiss you more forcefully, her tongue skillfully slid in and took home in your mouth. Once she was satisfied she had explored every inch of your mouth, she moved her lips down to your throat, hands heavily moving up your body slowly. “And you’re all I need.” She growled, and sank her teeth into your neck. And fuck. If that wasn’t one of hottest things to happen to you. You let out a moan, and moved your head to the side to give her more access. Your hands moved to hold her arms, squeezing them, because damn, she was toned. God you just wanted her to devour you right there, however she wanted. Soft hands took a hold of yours, connecting your hands together and moving them above your head, holding you there.
“Is that what you want babygirl? You want Mommy to take over and devour you? To have you any way I want?” She said with a red tint in her eyes. You nodded your head again, and a hand swiftly grabbed your hair and pulled your head back, scarlet wisps held your hands above you as her other hand closed around your throat. She growled again, “Has my pretty girl already forgotten her manners? What did I tell you to do last time, when I ask you a question?” You whimpered from how tight she was holding you in place, she was looking at you with blown pupils, an expectant look on her face, and you didn’t want to disappoint her, so you tried your best to remember what she told you. A brief recollection of her claiming you and making you speak to her flashed in your mind. Her telling you that good girls get a treat when they answer her.
“Y-yes I want you to take me. Please Mommy you make me feel so good, I just want to be yours.” Wanda groans at your words, head dropping down a little as she moves her hips against you.
“Such a good girl.” You hear her mutter, almost to herself. Her hands move to the hem of your shirt, which you’re now realizing is probably one of her’s that she changed you into, and slowly starts to pull it up. Kisses are placed against your stomach as she goes, her eyes locked on your face as she slides her tongue up your stomach and stops at your chest. She takes the shirt off you, and you realize that you had nothing else on under that. You blush, trying to move your hands to cover yourself, but her magic holds you still.
“Oh? Is my little one shy? You don’t need to be, Mommy loves everything about you. You’re a beautiful work of art, and no one should get to even look at you except for me.” She attaches her lips to one of your breasts after her assurances. All you can do is whimper and delight in how good she makes you feel, her tongue licking a long stripe across your breast before taking your nipple into her mouth. She’s so hot, her mouth, her words, her voice, her body that lays fully on you. You arch your back into her and she hums, the vibrations going into your chest, making you feel oddly safe and content, but it also sends a pulse of heat straight to your core. You’re obviously soaking at this point, and it’s beginning to get uncomfortable with how much your aching.
Wanda, sensing this, starts to move her mouth back down your body, swirling her tongue at every dip and curve, leaving a trail of spit behind. Your chest is moving rapidly the closer she gets to your core, and she watches with greedy eyes how you react to her. She’s finally right above your dripping pussy, and you cant your hips up, needing to feel her on you. But she pulls back, and moves her hands to hold your hips down, smirking knowingly at your desperation.
“There’s my needy girl.” She says proudly. And you groan at her, either at her words, or as a confirmation, that yes, you are indeed needy, and you need her now. She then proceeds to put you into shock, when her mouth suddenly envelopes your entire pussy. White, hot, pleasure bursts through you, her mouth covering your clit and her tongue sticking out to cover your hole. She groans at finally tasting you, eyes snapping open in hunger, almost in shock herself with how much she loves your flavor. You watch as the green in her eyes nearly disappears as her pupils grow into black holes, she’s not even really looking at you, too lost in her hunger to focus on anything else, but lapping up more of your arousal. You almost cum just from the sight alone of how starved she looks, desperate to take in more of you. She has her hands wrapped around your thighs in a vice like grip, afraid you’ll move out of her reach, which will not likely fucking happen.
Wanda starts to then move her head slightly from side to side, hardening her tongue a little to create better friction against you, she does this quickly, damn near making you lose your mind, because what the hell, she’s aggressively and unashamedly slurping your essence up. And you would’ve blushed if you could at the wet sloshing noises she was making, but at the moment, you were uncontrollably moaning- no screaming at how good she was eating you out. You were reaching your release way too soon, but you couldn’t properly get your brain to work to warn her.
You didn’t need to worry though, Wanda watched as you threw your head against the pillows, back coming off the bed as you squeezed your eyes shut, she watched with scarlet eyes, as you grew closer to coming for her. When you were finally at your breaking point, Wanda spoke to you inside your head, too greedy for your taste to take her mouth off you for even a second.
“Cum now my little slut, you’re doing so well, give me more of you. You taste so good, cum right in my mouth, that’s it, give mommy all your cum.” With Wanda giving you permission, and the words she spoke only heightening your pleasure, you finally hit your peak. Your mouth fell open, but no sound came out as all your energy went into bracing yourself against the orgasmic waves of pleasure that hit you. Wanda sucked hard against your clit, and then hummed, low and loud against you, satisfied in your release filling her mouth as she drank all of you. She continued to lap you up, as you came down from literally heaven. You noticed her magic releasing you, and you brought your hands to her head, you lightly pushed her away from your over sensitive core, and she reluctantly pulled away, not without giving your clit a quick kiss goodbye though. You both looked at each other, taking the other in, you- with mussed hair, flushed cheeks, and chest still heaving a little from the air you lost earlier. And Wanda, with her smug grin, with your arousal covering her entire bottom of her face as she wore it proudly. She licked her lips and moved up to your mouth, and kissed you. You moaned at the taste of you both combined, and she smiled against your lips, biting your bottom lip as she pulled away again.
“You were amazing and so delicious to taste my love. I hope your ready for more, because I have plans for my sweet little pussy.” She waved her hand, and you watched her eyes flash red, then she moved her fingers hypnotically, you watched the long digits move, really loving the way they looked. Then she looked down, and held a proud smirk on her face. Curious as to what she was so happy about, you looked down as well, and boy did you see how happy she was, or in this case the new member suddenly appearing at her waist was happy. Oh and she was finally naked. You’re eyes widened, you didn’t know where to start, her body was magnificent, soft and toned and smooth, her breasts rested right in front of your face, begging to be worshipped, and you also wanted to worship her other body part, well, all of her body parts to be honest.
“Do you like it? It’s a spell I learned from reading the Darkhold, its not a real cock, but I can feel it, and more importantly so can you. Mommy is going to fill you up, nice and full, and your going to take all of me. I’ve been wanting to use this on you ever since I read about it, and now you’re finally mine to completely have and use however I want.” You swallowed hard, it was a bright red color, matching her magic almost, which was fitting, and it was bigger than anything you’d ever taken. You looked back up at her, slight panic in your eyes, and she softened the look she was giving you. She moved her hand to your face and lightly caressed your cheek. “Don’t worry my sweet girl, mommy knows what she’s doing, trust me, I’ll make you feel so good, all you need to do is lay there and be my good girl. You want that right? To be my good girl and trust me?” The soft and devoted look in her eyes removed all hesitation from your mind and you nodded. “Such a good girl for me. God I love how desperate you are to please me.”
And with that she moved her hips to rest against yours, she moved her hand down to position the tip of the fake cock against your entrance and you felt her part your folds. She rubbed the tip against your pussy and you both moaned at the feeling, her cock was surprisingly warm, almost vibrating with her magic, and you were once again dripping for her. With one hand still holding her cock against you, she leaned down over you, placing her other hand beside your head to hold herself up.
“Look at me.”She whispered, bringing her face right above yours, striking emerald eyes held all your attention. Her eyes remained focused on your face as she moved her hips into yours slowly. You felt her spread you apart, and she was sinking into you inch by inch, slowly, watching as you winced and gasped from her stretching you so thoroughly. While it was a little painful at first, you kept your eyes locked with hers, she was splitting you apart and yet you felt completely safe and warm in the way she looked at you, taking you in like an addict would a drug. And you weren’t the only one reacting, she bit her lip as she pulled out, groaning when she moved back inside you, you could tell she was holding so much back, but that just made her all the more sexy to you. She was still caring for your needs and how you felt and it made you all the more turned on. Finally, adjusting to her length and wanting to make her feel good, you moved your legs and wrapped them around her waist, pulling her into you all the way and locking your legs. She gasped at this, fully inside you know, her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and her hand gripped your waist with a bruising force to keep you were you were. You moaned at how full you felt, and how beautiful she looked in a blissful state. Interesting enough, as you both remained unmoving, you felt her pulsing inside you, and you knew it was her magic becoming excited. Your mind completely stopped working after that, and you couldn’t take it anymore. You whined, high pitched and needy, pulling her closer, her eyes snapped open, and she looked down at you.
“Fuck me.” You said while panting. “Fuck me mommy, I want you to destroy me, completely ruin this pussy for no one else. I want you so bad, just fill me up until I can’t take anymore, please mommy.” It was like a switched flipped, soft eyes turned feral and dark, her body tensed and she quickly moved her hands to grip your waist. She pulled her hips back and began to roughly pound into you, your body moved against the sheets with such force that the bed hit the wall. Your legs lost their hold around her waist from her movements and fell to the sides, so she grabbed your legs and pushed them into your chest. You moaned as you felt her go even deeper, and she grunted from how hard she was pounding into you.
“Fuck baby, is this what you want? Mommy pounding this pussy, ruining you for anyone else? You can never be anyone else’s, your mine, you belong to me and me alone. Gonna fill this pretty little pussy until your full of me. Would you like that? Mommy filling you up to the brim with her cum, maybe I’ll do just that, get you pregnant and breed you like the little bitch you are. Then you won’t ever leave me, even if you wanted to. I fill you up over and over again till this house is full of our children, and then some.” Wanda spoke with such a deep voice, nearly growling out her words. You were delirious, you weren’t sure if she was serious about getting you pregnant, but you were so consumed with pleasure, by her words, and possessiveness, that you didn’t really care. She was moving inside you at an alarming speed, and then she grabbed you by the throat, using her hold on you as leverage to move harder into you, cutting off a bit of your breathing, and that felt even better.
Your hands were on her back, pushing her closer to you, scratching red lines down her back that had you proud for finally marking her. She moaned at the pain and thoughts you had of claiming her, and moved her face into the crook of your neck, sucking on it harshly to leave her own mark on you. You both were getting closer, she could feel you squeezing her cock tightly, gripping around her like a wet glove, all you could hear was your slapping bodies, and sloshing noises you both made. She pressed herself fully against you, needing to feel more of you, your breasts connecting to rub against each other, her arms wrapped around you, holding you closer to her. You noticed her hips moving erratically, getting sloppier with her rhythm against you, she was getting close to her release as well.
What you didn’t notice though, was the wisps of scarlet leaving Wanda, coming from her chest and heading towards yours, right to your heart. As you both moved against each other, feeling absolutely euphoric and in love, you both reached your release. Wanda came inside you, hot spurts of cum filling you completely, moaning your name and whispering praises into your ear. You came with her, your pussy clenched hard around her, increasing both your pleasure as she pulsed inside you, she felt even warmer inside you. And as you both held one another, her magic worked its way around your heart, wrapping it in a protective hold, just like how she was holding you now, and solidifying her claim over you, leaving behind a red tattoo in the symbol of her crown over your heart.
You both eventually calmed down, Wanda’s magic disappeared and you whimpered from the sudden emptiness. Wanda shushed you, moving her head back a little to kiss your lips softly. She then waved her hand and used her magic to clean you both up. She moved you both so that she was now under you and you laid your head against her chest, she once again wrapped her arms around you, and pulled you closer, practically purring with you being content and safe within her arms. You noticed something different though, about yourself. You felt a warmth on your chest, and their was a new feeling inside you, in your heart. You looked down and gasped at the red crown over your heart.
“Wanda what is this?” Oddly enough, you weren’t asking out of concern, it was more out of curiosity. Wanda looked down at you and to where you were pointing and hummed, her lips tilted up into an appreciative and proud smile.
“Oh, that? It’s nothing to worry about. Think of it as a sign of my love. And know that because of this, I can always protect you. Now go to sleep my lovely girl, you did a lot today and mommy is so proud for how well you behaved. I love you so much, Mommy will be right here when you wake up.” You listened to her words, knowing she would never hurt you, and would always keep you safe. Wanda felt like home as you pressed further into her chest, and you were perfectly happy with being hers forever.
Wanda watched you fall to sleep, smiling at how adorable and sweet you were. She moved her hand down to the glowing crown over your heart and traced it lightly with her finger, her smile turned unhinged as she watched it pulse along with your heart. What Wanda didn’t tell you, was that you were now connected to her, a spell in the Darkhold allowing her to bind your hearts together, and forever keep you as hers. She would be able to know where you were at all times, sense if you were ever in danger, and most importantly it would keep you immortal, allowing her to love and be with you till the end of time. Of course there were a few other things that the tattoo did; like make your love for her remain permanent, and you would be more susceptible to her commands, and, Wanda’s favorite part, she would always be on your mind, you would never not think about her, even if you tried. Just like how she always thought of you. Besides, what else would you need to think about other than just being her good girl. But you didn’t really need to know any of that. She pressed her nose into your hair, relaxing further into you at your smell, and whispered, “ You’re mine, all mine.”
Part 3
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marveloustimestwo · 10 months
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Can you do platonic!yandere wanda and platonic yandere stephen strange fighting over reader where they both think that they can take care of the reader better than the other?
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Thanks for the request! :)
Warnings: Yandere themes, talk of Wanda and Stephen fighting for and kidnapping Reader
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When they both start obsessing over the same darling, it's really half and half as to whether they work together or not.
With a lot of work, time, and communication, they can end up working together, but it could just as easily go south.
Both have very different ideas on how to take care of their darling.
Wanda is the type of yandere to smother her darling at all times. She's very overbearing, even if you're fighting back. While she may take precautionary measures to make sure you don't escape, she's still very loving.
Stephen is quite the opposite. If you're willing, then he is loving, but if you're fighting back, he's incredibly cold and isolating. You'll be kept in the Mirror Dimension until you stop fighting, and he'll only visit every so often to make sure you're eating.
So to say that how they take care of their darling is different is an understatement. Both of them see that and would have vicious arguments about it.
Wanda believes that even if you're being a bit uncooperative, you still deserve to be loved. Stephen believes that the only way you'll learn is through not having much love at all.
I've said before that the only reason either of them would work with the other is that a) Stephen is afraid of Wanda killing him and taking him away from you, and b) all Wanda wants is for you to be safe and with her.
However, if both believe that the other's way of "loving" you would only hurt you, of course, they're going to fight.
In a sick and twisted way, they do want what's best for you and will go to extreme lengths to get it. When you pair that sort of mindset with two very powerful individuals, there's going to be conflict.
So it's only a matter of time before they start a war with you directly in the middle.
Of course, their top priority is keeping you safe, so you'll often find yourself kidnapped and hidden in some far corner of the universe.
Sometimes, it'll take a week to a month for the other to find you and kidnap you back, only to store you somewhere else.
It's sort of a sick game. As soon as it starts, both become hesitant to kill each other. Neither wants to take too long to find you and risk your health.
That's why both may end up coming to an agreement just so that risk is no longer there.
But there is always the chance that Wanda or Stephen could find you and then go all out on the other. When both of them know where you are, all bets are off.
I'd say the odds are leaned in Wanda's favor solely because of what we saw in MoM. When it comes to you, she's going to do whatever it takes to make sure you're safe. Every card she can think of is going to be used.
But Stephen can always turn those cards in his favor. While Wanda's more emotional, he's smart, levelheaded, and has plenty of resources. He has access to ancient relics and texts, as well as other sorcerers that stand behind him.
Eventually, one of them will come out victorious, and you'll be subjected to their affections uninterrupted now.
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void-18 · 10 months
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Soft Yandere Wanda: All just a dream
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Warning: threatening, manipulation
(Y/ns pov)
My wife and I have been living happily in this home but something seems off. Don't get me wrong, Wanda is beyond amazing but the world itself seems to be out of balance. It keeps glitching and then myself, I keep glitching. Each time it does, I think I come more aware of what's going on. Wanda acts as if it's nothing but the neighbors are just mindlessly roaming and everything is just off. I was in deep thought as my wife woke up and wrapped her arms around me.
W: Goodmorning darling
She kisses my neck and shoulder as her arms cuddle my waist, inhaling the scent of my hair. I turn around in her hold and kiss her, loving her warm embrace. I see the lamp beside us turn into an older looking lamp??? Looks like it came out of the 70's. Wanda ignores it but I catch hold of it.
Y/n: Wanda what's going on? Do you remember that lamp being like that??"
Wanda peers at it, furrows slightly, and then says no. She said I was most likely just really tired from work last night... I know damn well that lamp wasn't there.
She gets out of bed and decides to go down to the basement. She says that's where she can do her online job and really focus but I've always felt something dark was in there. I don't know what and I never thought about it till now.
W: I'll be right back baby, I just have to do some work I didn't finish last night.
I nod and let her go to the basement, I lay there for a couple minutes thinking still until I realize in the corner of my eye... the lamp. It's back to normal, that wasn't possible and I'm starting to freak out. Really badly freak out.
I ran down to the basement and opened it with a key I saw Wanda used once when I was " napping" on the couch. I took it out frantically from its hiding spot and opened the door running in only to see... my wife  but also not her.
Wanda... SHE WAS FUCKING LEVITATING IN A SEANCE?!?!
This wasn't right, I know barley anything about this but Wanda never had to previously use seances for her powers! I turn to run away but Wanda's eyes snapped open and she closed the door locking it as I jiggled the door knob.
W: Y/n what are you doing down here?
The voice she used was oddly calm, I turn around now seeing her standing and looking with a bit of surprise but overall worry.
Y: Wanda what the hell are you doing?!
She looked taken aback cause I never curse at her. She sighs and walks closer to which I step back. She looked hurt by my response but there was no way I'm letting her near me, not after what I saw.
She used her powers and brought me to her. I yelped when I felt her cold hands on my neck and waist pulling me closer to her body. She looked at me intently before speaking.
W: There's nothing to worry about my love, I'm doing this for us! This town is mine and nobody will ever bother us again! We can even raise Billy and Tommy here.
She kept her hand on my stomach not letting me get away from her grasp. Wanda has been begging for months for us to have kids, but I wouldn't give in until one time she "forgot" to wear a damn condom. I didn't even know I was pregnant, it was too early to tell but her children growing inside of me... were they even real????
She chuckles and looks at me
W: Yes they are real my darling, which means it's best for us to stay together!
She leaned her head on mine
W: Please don't leave me, you're all I've got left. Here you're safe from out there. All three of you are.
I look into her eyes as she try's to keep her tears from running down her face.
Y: I'm sorry Wanda but I can't, this isn't right. Keeping these people here isn't right.
Her eyes darken at my response, I feel her aura shift as whatever took a hold of my Wanda creeps to the surface.
The ground starts to shake as Wanda gets more upset still holding me in her gentle embrace.
W: I'm sorry Y/n, but I can't do that.
A/N
Oh no. Cliffhanger... I'm sorry it's so late and I'm tired anyways see y'all with pt 2
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