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It felt strange, in a good way, for the house to be this quiet. You were seated on the couch, sandwiched between Wanda and Natasha, as the soft TV light bathed the room in dim, darting light. Cara was away at a sleepover with friends, leaving you and Natasha with the rare opportunity for a quiet night. Of course, inviting Wanda over for a movie night was a given.

People always joked that Wanda was the third in your marriage, and while that was only half true, the three of you shared a bond unlike any other. When Wanda joined the team, you were the first person to make her feel welcome, and she was someone who quickly found her place in your lives. You and Wanda immediately hit it off, bonding over a few common interests and quickly building a friendship that became as easy as family. Wanda was a person you trusted with pretty much everything. She's someone you both cared about deeply.

Now, nestled together under a heavy blanket, Wanda gave an exaggerated sigh as she leaned her head against the pillows. “I’m just saying, if he wanted her back, he could have tried a little harder than just showing up at her work with a bouquet,” she scoffed, her eyes never leaving the screen.

Natasha smirked on your other side. “It’s a rom-com. If it made sense, it wouldn’t be half as entertaining,” she said, sipping her wine. She draped an arm casually over the back of the couch, stroking the back of your neck with the tip of her fingers.

You sighed softly at the sensation, the wine, and the heat of their bodies, making you feel content and comfortable. Wanda shifted, and her thigh pressed against yours. The movie was coming to an end, and you were buzzed. It was a good feeling.

"I need more wine," You announced.

"Oh no, you don't," Natasha gripped your glass out of arms' reach. "You get too frisky when you're drunk."

"You say that like it's a bad thing," You scoffed.

"It is when we have guests," Natasha gestured to Wanda. "You've been rubbing my leg this entire movie."

You hadn't even noticed. "Sorry, Wands," You apologized.

"No, I'm used to it," Wanda waved her hand, dismissing your concerns.

"Used to it?" You frowned.

Wanda nodded. "You're not subtle. You always do the same things when you're drunk, which isn't often. You guys are very touchy-feely." She teased, laughing a little as she looked between you and Natasha. "Not that it's a bad thing."

"Sorry if that makes you uncomfortable," Natasha apologized.

"It's fine," Wanda promised. "It's a nice change, actually. Everyone is so formal, and everyone always wants something from me. You guys are the only ones who make me feel... Normal. It's nice."

"We'll always be here for you," You smiled. "You're sweet."

She smiled back at you.

“You don’t have to be anyone but yourself with us. And if you ever feel uncomfortable, just say the word.” You told her.

Wanda smiled, glancing down. “You guys are the best,” she said, looking up with a hint of bashfulness. “I guess I’ve always wondered what that would feel like—to have someone you could just be yourself around all the time.”

You exchanged a quick glance with Natasha before gently nudging Wanda with your shoulder. “It’ll happen for you, too, you know. Some lucky person out there will love you for exactly who you are.”

Wanda chuckled, her cheeks turning a little pink. “You both make it look so easy, though. How do you even start with all of this… relationship stuff?”

"Have you not been in one?" Natasha raised a brow.

"No, not really. There was a guy back home, but he was a jerk. And I was so busy, and then there was Ultron and Sokovia, and..." Wanda trailed off, shaking her head. "It's always seemed like a luxury."

"It's not. It's an incredible experience." You said, smiling to yourself as you glanced at your wife.

"And the sex is a bonus," Natasha grinned.

Wanda rolled her eyes. "I'm sure."

"What?" You frowned, a little confused. "Are you a virgin?"

"No, no," Wanda shook her head. "I've slept with a man before, but..."

"But what?" Natasha frowned.

"I've never slept with a woman," Wanda explained.

"Would you like to?" You tilted your head.

"With whom?" Wanda's eyes widened.

"Well, not necessarily now," You shook your head. You licked your lips and thought it over. "But we could help you practice if you'd like."

"Practice?"

"Sure," Natasha nodded. "There's no reason for you to have a bad first time."

"I'm not asking for a pity-fuck," Wanda rolled her eyes. She sighed. "I should probably get home."

"Or you could stay?" You suggested, looking over to Natasha for backup. "If you want."

Natasha nodded in agreement. "It's a big bed, and you could have the spare room if you'd rather have privacy. But, no pressure."

"Yeah," You agreed. "It doesn't have to be anything weird. I mean, not unless you want it to be."

Wanda stared at you both briefly, her brow creasing a little. "So, what, I'll come to sleep with you guys, and you'll make me feel good?"

"If that's what you want, yes," You nodded. "And if not, we'll still be here for you."

"Why?"

"Because we're your friends and care about you," Natasha shrugged. "We're offering because we'd like to, but if you're not interested, that's fine, too."

Wanda looked at the both of you for a moment, a little taken aback. You felt a little guilty. You hadn't meant to make her uncomfortable.

"What would we do?" She finally asked.

"Whatever you'd like. Whatever makes you feel good," Natasha assured her.

"I'm sorry," Wanda shook her head. She brushed a hand over her face to collect her thoughts. "Maybe I've had too much to drink. Are you guys being serious?"

"Yes," You nodded.

"Okay, hold on. Let me process," Wanda put up her hands.

You and Natasha exchanged another glance, not wanting to make the younger woman feel awkward.

"I'm going to grab more wine," Natasha announced, standing up. "Be right back."

"You can ask questions," You said, reaching over and squeezing her hand.

"I-I'm not sure what to ask," She admitted.

"How do you feel about it?"

"A little embarrassed," Wanda chuckled nervously. "But also a little curious."

"What's embarrassing about it?"

"It's not something that's normally talked about, is it? People don't go around bragging about how much they want to fuck their friends." She explained, dropping her hands to her lap. "You two are generous for the offer, but I don't want to be someone intruding on your marriage."

"It's only intruding if we say no and you push," You reminded her. "Which is the same for you. If you say no, we won't push."

There was a long pause from her. She hadn't said no yet.

Wanda sighed softly, running a hand through her hair. "I'm afraid I won't be good. What if I fumble, or what if it's awkward and..."

"Then we'll have a laugh and call it a day. I promise." You reassured her.

Wanda bit her lip, and you watched her eyes dart from the door to you and back to the door. Finally, she turned to look at you again.

"What would you want to do with me?" She asked, her voice a little softer. Instead of telling her, you decided to show her. You scooted closer to her on the couch, raising your hands to her face before leaning in to press your lips against hers. Her lips were soft, and her skin was warm. She melted into the kiss, her shoulders relaxing as she brought a hand up to touch your face. You pulled away for a moment, gauging her reaction. Her lips were slightly parted, and her cheeks flushed, but she said nothing.

"Come here," You whispered. This kiss was more sensual. Mainly for her benefit and partly because you'd wanted to taste her for a while. You sucked on her bottom lip, eliciting a soft moan from the young woman.

"I can see why you're a married woman," Wanda whispered.

"I've got some moves," You smirked.

"So do I," Wanda replied, suddenly pulling you back in. Her lips were hungry and insistent, and her tongue flicked against yours, drawing another soft moan from the depths of your throat.

"I leave for two minutes," Natasha sighed. She had three filled wine glasses balancing in her hands. "I take it you're up for the offer."

"I'm still considering," Wanda replied, though her eyes were glued to your lips. "We should discuss this over wine."

Natasha grinned. "Good plan. Here's your glass." She handed Wanda the red wine before sitting next to you. She reached for the remote, flicked the TV off, and plunged the room into semi-darkness. Only the soft glow from the kitchen light illuminated the living room.

Wanda gulped down her glass of wine as you looked at her amusedly. When her glass was empty, she softly set it on the table. "Are you guys in an open marriage?"

"No," Natasha answered. "Not open. We just like you."

"I'm not a homewrecker," Wanda insisted.

"It's not a wreck if we want to share," You said.

Wanda took a deep breath, looking between you and Natasha. She chewed on her bottom lip as she contemplated your proposition. You could tell she was nervous but also intrigued.

"If it's too much, we can stop whenever you want," Natasha reminded her.

"Can I kiss you?" Wanda asked her.

"I'd be upset if you didn't."

Wanda's lips crashed against Natasha's. Their lips locked, their tongues meeting as the two women explored each other. The sight was breathtaking, and you could feel the arousal growing within you.

You took a long sip of your wine, watching them. There were key differences in how you kissed and Natasha kissed. Natasha was more hands-on with her kissing, opting to feel whatever part of your body she could get her hands on. You could see them twitch in her lap out of the corner of your eye. Her kisses were confident and sensual. They left no doubt in your mind about what her intentions were.

Wanda's hands rested against your thighs, occasionally gripping them. She was less intense and more curious. Her kisses were tentative, exploring the other woman's mouth slowly and deliberately. She clearly felt for Natasha, and you wondered if the redhead knew. It was a dangerous line to cross, but you were not giving up this opportunity.

You couldn't help but wonder if this was how Natasha felt the first time the two of you had sex. Seeing the two of them together was thrilling and a little surreal.

Natasha was the one to break the kiss. She pulled away with a sigh, licking her lips as she looked over at you.

"You've got good taste," She smirked.

"So do you," You winked.

"How far do we want to take this?" Natasha asked, looking over at Wanda. "The ball is in your court."

"I have some ideas," Wanda blushed. "But I'm a little afraid."

"Do you want to be the one getting fucked?" You asked.

"Yes," Wanda nodded.

"Do you want to fuck Natasha, or do you want her to fuck you?"

"I-I... I want you to fuck me," Wanda said.

"That can be arranged," You winked.

"And do you want me to watch, or do you want me to join?" Natasha asked, her fingers dancing along Wanda's arm.

"Whatever you'd like," Wanda said softly.

"We have plans for you yet," You rested a hand on the small of her waist. "I hope this is okay."

"This is great," Wanda said, leaning back as you kissed her neck. "Just different. I'm not used to being treated this way."

"Well, you deserve it," Natasha purred. "And so does my wife. She likes it a little rough. How do you like it?"

"I'm not sure," Wanda admitted. "I've only had sex a couple of times, and it wasn't amazing."

"Oh, honey," Natasha cooed. "We'll take good care of you. That's a promise."

"Okay," Wanda breathed.

"Come here," You grabbed her by the waist, pulling her over onto your lap. You kissed her gently, trying to soothe her. You didn't want her to feel uncomfortable or pressured; the last thing you wanted was for her to feel like an intruder.

Wanda moaned into your mouth as your tongue found hers, the tension in her shoulders gradually melting away. Your fingers crept under the hem of her shirt, gently rubbing the soft skin of her lower back.

"Do you want to take this to the bedroom?" Natasha asked.

"Yes," Wanda nodded, breaking the kiss and climbing off your lap. Natasha took her hand, leading her to the bedroom as you trailed. The room was dark and cool. She set Wanda up on the edge of the bed.

"I want to see you two kiss," She blushed.

"Oh, does that turn you on?"

"It always has," She nodded.

Natasha smirked. "Then we should oblige." She turned and kissed you, her hands cupping your face. Her lips were soft, and the taste of wine lingered on her tongue.

"Mm," Wanda hummed.

You'd wanted Natasha's hands on your body all night. She sucked on your tongue, drawing a soft moan from the depths of your throat.

"Fuck, that's hot," Wanda whimpered.

You smiled into the kiss, feeling Natasha's lips pull up at the corners. You broke the kiss and pulled her close, your bodies pressing against each other.

"Your turn," You said, gesturing towards Wanda. "Go easy on her."

"Wouldn't dream of doing otherwise," Natasha replied, her green eyes sparkling.

"Are you gonna strip, or are you waiting for me to do it?" Wanda teased.

Natasha laughed, walking over to the young woman and sitting beside her. She placed a hand on her thigh and leaned in, kissing her. This time, there was no hesitation.

Natasha kissed her hungrily, her fingers tracing circles against her bare skin. Wanda moaned softly, her body shivering. She broke the kiss, looking up at Natasha through thick lashes.

"Are you alright?" Natasha asked.

"More than," Wanda nodded.

"Can I touch you?"

"Please."

Natasha's hand trailed up her thigh and slipped underneath her shirt. Her hand found the soft cup of her bra as she used her thumb to tease Wanda's nipple through the material. To Wanda, it was perfect foreplay, but you knew better. Natasha was gauging Wanda's sensitivity. She did not disappoint.

"Mmm," Wanda sighed, her back arching slightly to get more feeling. "Fuck, that feels good."

"Does it?" Natasha smirked, continuing to rub the fabric. Wanda's nipple was hardening and beginning to peek out.

"Yes," Wanda whimpered.

"You want more?"

"Please."

Natasha's fingers slipped beneath her bra, her fingertips brushing against the soft, sensitive skin. Wanda moaned, her body jerking a little.

"Fuck, that's so good," Wanda whined.

"You like having your nipples played with, don't you?" Natasha purred.

"Y-yes," Wanda breathed.

Natasha smirked. "Good to know."

She kissed her again, her lips hungry and demanding. Wanda melted into the kiss, her body sinking into the mattress. You used that moment of distraction to begin unbuttoning Wanda's jeans. Your fingers made quick work of the buttons and zipper.

"Lift up for me, baby," You requested.

Wanda raised her hips, letting you slide the denim down her legs. You tossed them to the side, leaving her in her panties and her bra.

Natasha finally broke the kiss, and Wanda gasped for air. "You're so beautiful," Natasha murmured, eyes scanning the younger woman's body. "And you taste so sweet."

Wanda blushed. "Thank you," She said shyly.

"My turn," You grinned, kneeling between her thighs.

"Your wife has good ideas," Wanda hummed.

You spread Wanda's legs for her, noting the wet patch on the front of her underwear. Your mouth watered at the sight.

"You've been wanting this for a while," You mused as you approached her. You used your knuckle to brush against the wet spot finding her clit with ease.

"Shit," Wanda gasped.

You smirked at the reaction.

"I'd ask you what you were thinking, but I think it's fairly obvious." You teased, rubbing slow, firm circles around her clit.

Wanda moaned, her body writhing beneath you. "F-fuck."

"Don't make her come so fast," Natasha warned as she pinched Wanda's nipples between her fingers.

"Sorry, babe," You smirked, pulling your hand away.

Wanda let out a soft whimper at the sudden loss of contact.

"We can't have that," Natasha purred. She moved her hands from Wanda's chest and slid her fingers underneath the waistband of her underwear. "Lift up for me, pretty girl."

Wanda obeyed, raising her hips once again. Natasha hooked her fingers around the fabric and tugged them down. She tossed them over her shoulder, her green eyes raking over Wanda's exposed skin.

"Fuck," Natasha muttered.

"What is it?" Wanda asked.

"You're just so... fucking gorgeous,"

"I didn't shave," Wanda apologized. "I didn't exactly plan for this."

"Doesn't matter," You shook your head. "Natasha, hold her." You raised your chin. Natasha immediately knew what you were asking of her. She moved across the bed and leaned back against the pillows and headboard. She patted the spot between her legs for Wanda to come and sit. Wanda leaned back against Natahsa's front.

You grabbed Wanda's thighs, pulling her down the bed and spreading her legs, her glistening pussy on display for you. You didn't hesitate to lean in and lap up her slit. Her taste exploded on your tongue, the sweet taste of her arousal coating your tastebuds.

"Fuuuuck," Wanda groaned.

"You're doing so good," Natasha murmured, her hands massaging Wanda's tits and belly.

You continued to lick her, her taste and scent surrounding you. You moaned softly, loving the way she writhed beneath you.

"Y-you're really good at that," Wanda panted, her body jerking and trembling. "MMM," She moaned softly.

You could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter with each flick of your tongue.

"She's very skilled," Natasha chuckled.

"Oh, fuck," Wanda moaned, her head falling back. "Please."

You hummed softly, the vibration adding to her pleasure.

"Oh, please, oh," Wanda whimpered.

"She's really sensitive," Natasha mused. "Do you like that?" She asked.

"Y-yes, it feels amazing," Wanda stammered.

You smirked, swirling your tongue around her clit. Her thighs trembled in response, and you knew she was close.

"You don't know how long we've been wanting you," Natasha murmured into her ear. She nuzzled her neck with her nose.

"R-really?"

"You're gorgeous," Natasha murmured, her voice soft. "Of course."

"So are you," Wanda breathed.

"We could've done this so long ago," Natasha said, kissing her cheek.

Wanda didn't answer, and you weren't sure if she was even listening. Your tongue was buried deep in her pussy, and her legs were quivering. Natasha's hands moved to her thighs, forcing her to keep her legs open as you sucked her clit into your mouth.

"OH, oh, I'm going to..." She trailed off, her orgasm hitting her. Her body tensed, her legs trembling. You didn't stop, your tongue flicking over her sensitive nub.

"Mm," Natasha hummed.

Wanda's entire body tensed, and her back arched off the bed. You kept your tongue on her, tasting her orgasm as it flowed out of her.

"Shit," She panted.

"How was that?" You asked, finally pulling away.

"Good," She replied. "Amazing."

"We're not finished yet," Natasha said. "We're just getting started."

"You've been a really good girl," You smiled.

"Yeah?" Wanda asked, still trying to catch her breath.

"Yes," You nodded. "We've been talking about this for a while."

"You have?"

"Yes," Natasha smiled. "And now, you're all ours."

"Yes," Wanda nodded. She reached for you, pulling you to her and tasting herself on your tongue.

"I think she likes it," Natasha smirked.

"Yeah," You nodded.

"Can I touch you?"

"Sure," You shrugged. "Where do you want to touch me?"

"Everywhere," Wanda admitted. "Will you show me how to pleasure her?" She leaned her head onto Natasha's shoulder to see her eyes. The two of you shared a smirk. Wanda assumed that Natasha usually took a more dominant role in the bedroom. If only she'd seen you a couple nights ago, with Natasha begging you to fuck her as you made her come for the second time.

"Start with her neck," Natasha instructed. "And her ears. Those are two of her most sensitive areas."

Wanda followed her instructions. Her lips pressed against your neck, and her teeth grazed your earlobe.

"Mmm," You hummed, tilting your head to the side.

"That's good," Natasha praised.

"Do you want my shirt off?"

"Yes," Wanda nodded.

You reached down, pulling the shirt over your head. The cold air hit your bare skin, causing your arms and chest goosebumps.

"Now her nipples," Natasha murmured, watching Wanda closely.

Wanda nodded, her fingers finding your nipple and pinching it.

"Ooh," You gasped.

"She's more sensitive there than I am," Natasha explained.

"Not true," You moaned.

"Oh, hush," She smirked.

"Keep doing that," You urged as Wanda wrapped her lips around your nipple. You straddled her lap, effectively pinning her to Natasha as you looked into your wife's eyes.

"Look at her," Natasha smirked. "So pretty."

Wanda looked up at you, her lips still wrapped around your nipple. You cupped her cheek, smiling at her.

"Such a good girl," Natasha praised.

Wanda's eyes fluttered closed at the praise, her body melting into yours.

"She's perfect," Natasha murmured, her voice low.

"Mhmm," You agreed, running a hand through Wanda's hair.

Wanda's hands roamed your body, exploring every inch of your skin. She was so curious, so eager, and it made you smile.

"You're so sexy," Wanda said softly when her lips released your nipple with a pop. "Both of you."

"And so are you," Natasha cooed.

"You've got great boobs," Wanda hummed.

"Why thank you," You grinned.

"Do you mind if I kiss her again?"

"Go right ahead," Natasha replied.

Wanda pressed her lips against yours, her hands roaming your back.

"Do you want to touch her more?" Natasha asked.

"I think so," Wanda nodded. "But I don't know where to start."

"Just explore," Natasha replied.

Wanda's hands explored your body, her fingers tracing patterns along your skin.

"That's so good," You breathed.

"She's so responsive," Wanda smiled.

"Yeah, she is," Natasha agreed.

Wanda's fingers trailed down your stomach, her hand slipping into your pants. Her fingers found your pussy, sliding along the wetness.

"Oh, god," You moaned, your hips bucking forward.

"Does that feel good?" Wanda asked.

"Yes," You moaned.

Wanda's fingers moved up and down, sliding easily along your pussy. This was her first time touching another woman. She wanted to see and feel everything.

"Fuck," You breathed, your hips bucking.

"So wet," Wanda purred.

"Yeah, that's what happens when someone has you as a lover," Natasha said, her voice dripping with lust.

"Right there," You sighed as Wanda's fingers clumsily found your clit.

"Here?"

"Y-yeah," You moaned.

Wanda's fingers worked your clit, her pace quickening.

"Mm," Natasha hummed.

"F-fuck," You whimpered, your hips jerking.

"Good girl," Natasha purred.

Wanda continued her ministrations, her fingers rubbing your clit.

"O-oh," You moaned.

"That's it," Natasha encouraged.

Your thighs began to tremble, your orgasm building.

"C-close," You stammered.

"Come for her," Natasha said.

"Fuck, yes," Wanda growled.

"OH," You moaned, your body tensing as your orgasm washed over you. Wanda's fingers continued to work, her pace unrelenting.

"Fuck," You breathed, your hips grinding against her.

"That's a good girl," Natasha said softly.

"Damn," Wanda smiled.

"That was really good," You said, taking a moment to breathe.

"It was," Wanda nodded. She helped you pull the sticky underwear and sweatpants from your body.

"How much can you take?" You asked Wanda.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you want Natasha to fuck you? Or do you want me to fuck you?"

"I don't know," Wanda admitted. "You choose."

"Hmm," You chuckled to yourself. You reached over to your nightstand, grabbed one of your favorite straps, and tossed it to Natasha. "She needs you."

"Is that so?" Natasha grinned, holding the strap-on.

"Yes," Wanda nodded, looking up at the redhead.

"How badly do you want it?" Natasha teased.

"I want it," Wanda answered, her voice shaky.

"Are you scared?"

"A little," Wanda admitted.

"We have you," You reassured her. Natasha removed herself from the bed to adjust the strap. It wasn't too big. Six and a half inches. It was perfect. She returned to the bed and kneeled between Wanda's thighs.

"We'll go slow," Natasha promised.

"Okay," Wanda nodded, taking a deep breath.

Natasha's hand slipped between her legs, testing her readiness.

"Fuck," Wanda gasped.

"That's good," Natasha smirked, pulling her hand back. "Ready?"

"Y-yes," Wanda said, nodding.

Natasha lined the dildo up with her pussy and pushed it in, her hands on either side of her hips.

"Oh, God," Wanda moaned, her eyes squeezing shut.

"How does it feel?"

"Good," Wanda whimpered.

"Just breathe, honey," Natasha cooed. From beside them, you offered moral support. You knew this feeling, and it was a good feeling.

"Fuck, it's a lot," Wanda panted.

"Do you need a minute?"

"No, keep going," Wanda urged.

Natasha obliged, pushing further into her.

"Oh, God," Wanda moaned.

"Good girl," Natasha murmured. Your eyes zeroed in on the strap pushing into Wanda's tight hole.

"Fuck," Wanda whined, her hips squirming.

"You're doing great," You praised.

"I know," Wanda groaned, her cheeks turning pink.

Natasha bottomed out, her hips flush against Wanda's.

"There we go," Natasha hummed.

"Oh," Wanda moaned, her body adjusting to the strap. Her clit brushed against Natasha's pelvis.

"That's better," Natasha smiled.

"Feels... different," Wanda admitted.

"Good or bad?"

"Just... different."

"You'll get used to it," You reassured her.

"Is that what it's like for you?" Wanda asked, looking at you.

"Sort of," You nodded. "But I usually have something inside me, too."

"Can I touch you again?" Wanda asked.

"Of course," You replied, spreading your legs.

Wanda reached over, her fingers finding your clit and rubbing slow circles around it.

"Mmm," You moaned.

"You have a pretty pussy," Wanda cooed.

"Thank you," You blushed.

"Do you mind if I taste it?"

"No, I don't mind," You shook your head. You knew the implications of what she was asking and obliged. In one swift move, you were straddling Wanda's head. She used one hand to wrap around your thigh and the other to dig into Natasha's back as the other woman thrust into her.

"Ooh," Wanda gasped as Natasha's hips met hers.

"Mm, fuck," You whimpered as her tongue lapped at your pussy.

"Tastes good," She muttered.

"You're so good," Natasha purred, her fingers digging into Wanda's hips.

Wanda moaned against your pussy, the vibrations sending shivers through your body.

"O-oh," You gasped.

Wanda's tongue flicked over your clit, her lips wrapping around it. You did the same to her earlier, and it drove her wild. She figured the same would be for you.

"Holy shit," You breathed, your hips grinding against her.

"Fuck, I can't," Natasha whined, her hips snapping.

"You're doing so good," You encouraged.

"Mm-hmm," Wanda mumbled, her tongue licking up your slit. If someone were to walk in right now, they'd either be horrified or incredibly turned on. The sound of the bed creaking against the floor and your mingled moans were the only things that could be heard.

"You're doing amazing, baby," Natasha praised, her hips moving faster and harder.

"You're going to make us both come," You groaned.

Wanda whimpered beneath you. She'd never experienced something as euphoric as this moment. Even if her neck strained and he tongue was tired, she was not giving up. She felt the delicious ache of the strap filling hr, and your arousal coated her tongue.

"Oh, god," You moaned, your thighs trembling.

"Fuck," Natasha growled, her hips thrusting.

Wanda's hands dug into your thighs, her nails leaving small crescent marks.

"I-I'm gonna," You stammered.

"Do it," Wanda murmured, her lips moving against your pussy. You came, reaching out to the headboard to hold you up as you thrust against her tongue. You tried to be mindful of the fact that she could suffocate, but Wanda only locked in more. She pulled you down, sucking gently on your clit, prolonging your orgasm. Not too shortly after, she was thrown into her own unexpected orgasm as Natasha thrust harder.

"F-fuck," Natasha grunted.

"Holy shit," Wanda whimpered, her hips bucking.

Natasha's hips jerked, her grip tightening.

"Shit," You swore.

"FUCK!" Wanda moaned, her legs trembling.

Natasha's body tensed, her thighs shaking.

"Oh, God," She groaned.

"Oh my," You breathed.

Wanda let out a shaky moan, her body writhing beneath yours.

"Wow," She whispered.

"You're doing amazing," You panted, climbing off her head.

"That was incredible," Natasha breathed, slowly pulling the strap out of Wanda's pussy.

"Thank you," Wanda smiled, her chest heaving.

"You're such a good girl," Natasha smiled.

"You are," You nodded. "I can't believe that was your first time."

"Really?" Wanda asked.

"Absolutely," Natasha replied.

"Well, I guess it was worth the wait."

"I'm sure," You laughed, crawling into the middle of the bed.

"Do you need anything, babe?" Natasha asked.

"Maybe a glass of water," You smirked.

"Okay," Natasha nodded. She kissed you and then kissed Wanda.

"You're going to stay, right?"

"If you want me to," Wanda smiled.

"We'd love for you to," You grinned.

"Then, yes," She nodded.

"Good," You smiled, kissing her gently.

"We're keeping her," Natasha said as she walked out of the room.

"Definitely," You grinned. "Can you go again?" You asked her as your hands trailed across her body.

"Y-yes," Wanda answered, her eyes fluttering closed.

"Good," You hummed, nuzzling your face in her neck.

"That was... wow," Wanda breathed.

"It was," You nodded, pressing soft kisses against her neck.

"I never thought I'd actually have sex with someone, let alone two people," She said.

"You haven't really dated before?"

"No," Wanda replied, shaking her head.

"We've known each other for a long time," You noted. "This feels natural."

"It does," Wanda agreed.

"It's like you're part of our little family already."

"I think so," She smiled.

Your fingers were colder than normal, but she didn’t mind. All that mattered was your hands on her body — one gripping just below her jaw, the other beginning to explore her folds.

“Please, detka…” she whispered, eyes clamped shut like she’d shatter if she dared to open them.

“Shhh.” Your breath ghosted over her cheek as two fingers dipped into her cunt, crooking in that familiar way that drove her mad.

She was panting, grinding her hips into every thrust and curl of your fingers, the thinnest string of spit leaking from the corner of her mouth. Your thumb found her swollen clit, massaging it in a circle-eight as your hand sped up.

“You feel so fucking good, baby. I’ve missed you,” you murmured into her ear, the tips of your fingers finding that perfect, sweet spot inside her pussy.

A stray tear fell from the corner of her eye, but she couldn’t respond, too lost in the feeling of your touch. Hips jerking erratically as she chased the sensations.

“That’s it, princess. Cum for me.”

The words were so fucking soft, almost lost beneath the sound of her moans as her body locked up, shuddering as her cunt clenched around the fingers buried inside. Her hips jumped forward, once, twice, before she slumped backward in exhaustion —

Her back landing softly on the sheets of her bed, her own hand still trapped between her thighs.

As the tears finally began to fall, the sounds that filled the room were no longer ones of pleasure. These were a dam breaking open.

“…please, come back,” she whispered up to the ceiling, eyes refusing to open. Because if she opened them, she’d have to accept the truth. “I miss you.”

And the truth was something she couldn’t handle.

It all happened so fast that Natasha could barely even register it. The mission was going south and even knew it. Steve had made the call to retreat and Natasha had seen you stumble over some debris as you all scuttled back to the Quinjet. Wanda had been behind you but she’d had to turn away, trying to keep the worst of the operatives at bay as they came after you all. There were too many of them, this should’ve been a whole Avengers mission, not just a handful of you. Steve had called out to Natasha and she’d looked back and forth, hesitating, panicking. It was one of the first things they’d learnt in the Red Room – never hesitate.

In the blink of an eye Natasha found herself swept up by other panicking teammates and was on the Quinjet. Wanda soon joined, the doors were closed and they were flying back to the compound, to reconvene. Natasha had felt like she was in a daze until Wanda had grabbed her shoulders, “Where’s Y/N? Was she with you?”

“We have to go back,” Natasha gasped. Steve was flying the Quinjet and glanced over his shoulder as Natasha cried, “Steve, turn around, we have to-”

“If we go back now, we won’t get away again,” Steve said, in his infuriatingly calm voice.

“But what about Y/N? We can’t just leave her there, they-”

“Going after Y/N will be the first thing we do, I promise. But we need to regroup and think this through, not just dive in headfirst. That would be reckless.”

“We’re not leaving without Y/N!” Natasha raised her voice, so loud that Scott took a step away from her. “Turn this thing around now!”

Nobody listened to her, no matter how much she raged and screamed. In the end Wanda had had to wrap her arms around her, and hold her the entire ride back to the compound as Natasha had sobbed. You’d been right there. All she had to do was run over and help you; she’d have had time… If only she hadn’t hesitated. Why had she hesitated? You were right there…

Once they were back at the compound Natasha had stormed straight to Tony’s office, practically kicking the door open, “We need a plan. We need to go after Y/N-”

Tony had stood up, raising both his arms in surrender, his eyes wide, “Slow down, I-”

“No! I won’t slow down, we need to go after her before something really bad happens-”

“Nat-” Steve said softly, having followed her to Tony’s office. Wanda lingered behind him, chewing on her bottom lip worriedly.

“No, don’t you ‘Nat’ me. I know she- God, I know she can handle herself but she- Her face was all bruised and she tripped and she looked at me-” Natasha heard her voice cracking and she’d shaken her head quickly, not wanting to cry, especially not in front of Tony. “I should’ve- I should’ve-”

Steve had given Wanda a pointed look and she finally snapped out of it, hurrying forward and wrapping her arm around Natasha’s shoulders. “Nat, Y/N will be okay. Let’s just… We’re exhausted, we’re hurt, let’s go to the medbay and-”

“But Y/N-”

“I know but Steve was right, going back would’ve been suicide. We’ll do everything we can to help Y/N but right now, we need to rest up. The sooner we’ve got clear heads the sooner we can help Y/N.”

Natasha hadn’t wanted to get dragged away, hadn’t wanted to get sidetracked from her mission to find you again, but she’d let Wanda lead her to the medbay. Wanda herself felt sick with worry but it was easier to focus on Natasha than to think of you, all by yourself, probably heartbroken that you’d been left behind, currently being taken God knows where.

Both women knew you could take care of yourself. You were a super soldier, just as strong as Bucky and Steve, but that only worried Wanda more. If these people knew anything about brainwashing, the way that Hydra had, you would make a very valuable weapon. Wanda had tried her best not to think about the time she’d gone to the kitchen for a late night snack and had found Bucky, clearly coming down from a nightmare. The haunted look on his face had burned into her memory and she tries her best not to think about you going through whatever he had suffered, whatever had made him look like that.

Natasha was so distraught that she’d had to be sedated and Wanda had sat by her bedside, clutching her hand, trying her best not to think about you. Wanda could barely remember what had happened as they’d fled, only that she’d done her best to keep the mobs of operatives coming at them, had heard Natasha screaming, the sounds of boots stomping against the ground, and then suddenly she was on the Quinjet as Natasha ranted and raved. You weren’t there, and Wanda felt awful as she realised she couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen you.

Maybe as you’d been gearing up for the mission. You had a tradition where you insisted you had to kiss Wanda’s cheek for good luck before entering the field. You’d made a big show of it this time, wrapping your arms around her waist and pressing multiple kisses to her cheek for ‘extra luck’. You’d known how nervous Wanda was and you’d messed around to cheer her up. “If I get back to the Quinjet before you, you can massage my feet when we get home.”

Wanda had rolled her eyes but hadn’t been able to resist squeezing your muscly arm and then pressing a kiss to your cheek in return. Just in case it was lucky. Wanda should’ve known better than to believe in luck.

As soon as Natasha was awake she’d gone back to Tony, insisting they needed to find you. Tony had shifted awkwardly, “Here’s the thing…”

“Tony, I swear to God-”

“We don’t know where she is, Nat,” Steve had said softly. “The area’s quiet now. It looks like they retreated and they took Y/N with them. We don’t know where they went, and we don’t know-”

“What do we know?” Natasha snapped, clenching her fists.

“We’re still gathering intel. As soon as we know anything-”

“So you’re saying that we should just whilst Y/N is tortured or even killed? You want me to just sit here and do nothing while my girl is out there by herself-”

“Nat, don’t say that, please don’t say that,” Wanda had said, her own eyes starting to water. “She’ll be okay, she has to be okay-”

“Of course she’ll be okay,” Steve said quickly. “As soon as we have more information, we’ll be on it. I promise.”

That had been two weeks ago, and it’s clear to everyone else in the compound that Natasha and Wanda are not doing okay. Both of them eat and sleep the bare minimum. It doesn’t take much for Natasha and Wanda to snap at anyone and everyone, over the tiniest of things. They know they’re being unfair but they can’t help it – not while you’re out there by yourself, neither of them even sure whether you’re alive or what you’re going through. It’s killing them both so they can’t bring themselves to care whether they’re upsetting anyone else or not, not when they’re feeling so wretched.

After a week neither of them even leaves their room, telling the others that they should only be interrupted if there’s any news on your whereabouts. Sam takes them food every day that they barely touch but otherwise the Avengers mostly leave them to it. Which is why when they finally get some intel on your whereabouts, nobody tells Wanda or Natasha. If they’re wrong, if they don’t find you… None of them wants to get Natasha or Wanda’s hopes up only for them to be dashed. It could make them spiral even further.

Natasha lies in bed, her fingers stroking through Wanda’s hair, “It’s been two weeks.”

“I know.”

“She would’ve come to find us by now; she’d have found a way. She wouldn’t have left us behind in the first place. Wanda, she wouldn’t have…” Natasha’s voice cracks again and this time she lets the tears come, less afraid to cry if it’s only Wanda. You and Wanda were the only ones she ever truly let herself be vulnerable in front of.

“It wasn’t your fault Nat,” Wanda says softly. “Y/N wouldn’t want you to blame yourself.”

“She’s tough, right?” Natasha sniffles. “Nothing bad would’ve happened.”

“She’ll be okay,” Wanda mumbles. “I know she’ll be okay.”

Natasha presses closer to Wanda, burying her face in her girlfriend’s shoulder as the tears begin to slowly slide down her cheeks. Tears drip down Wanda’s face too, both of them crying silently as they hold each other. Natasha presses a kiss to Wanda’s damp cheek before both of them fall asleep, exhaustion catching up with them.

Unbeknownst to them, you’re currently on the Quinjet on your way home, having been saved by the other Avengers. It had been a difficult two weeks but your bruises and injuries are healing quickly now that you’re safe, thanks to the super serum running through your veins. Steve gives you a small smile, “You okay kid?”

“I’m not a kid,” You roll your eyes. “But yeah, I’m all good. Even better once I’m home.”

“Nat and Wanda have been so worried about you,” Steve says. “I know they’ll be furious we left without them but… They’ve not been in a good way. Ever since the mission when…”

“I’m looking forward to seeing my girls,” You mumble tiredly. “Thinking of them is the only thing that got me through the past couple of weeks.”

It’s true – the enemy operatives had captured you, taking you back to their base. They’d wanted to know classified information, assuming you’d break under the torture. You were made of tougher stuff. Sleep deprivation was one of the ways they’d tortured you and through those difficult nights you’d spent every waking hour thinking of your girlfriends’, imagining yourself at home in bed with them. The way Natasha’s hand often drifted up and down your back, Wanda’s soft breathing right by your ear, how they always let you sleep in the middle if you were worried or upset about something. How neither of them ever complained about how much space you took up in bed like some of your previous girlfriends had – you knew the super serum had made you a bit beefy. Natasha and Wanda seemed to like your muscles though, always looking for an excuse to touch you.

“My girls,” You say with a small, fond smile. “I can’t wait to get home.”

Every part of you still aches but the thought of seeing your girlfriends’ distracts you from the worst of the pain. Bruce checks you over and patches up the particularly bad wounds but with your super serum you should be back to normal in no time. Steve ruffles your hair and you swat his hand away, wincing at the movement but you still can’t help smiling. You’re finally around family again. Finally safe.

By the time you’re home it’s late, and you head straight back to your room, ignoring Steve’s insistences that you should go to the medbay. “I’m fine,” You argue, shrugging him off. “Just need some sleep and I’ll be right as rain.”

You slowly open the door to your bedroom, your expression softening when you see your girlfriends’ fast asleep, their arms around each other. The room is a mess but you barely take it in as you stumble over to the bed, crawling up the duvet to lie in between them. Both of them move in their sleep to make space for you but neither of them wakes. Even while they’re sleeping, you can see how difficult the last few days have been for them, how pale and drawn they are, how exhausted they must be. Natasha normally has difficulty staying asleep, often complaining that the tiniest movements from you or Wanda wake her, whereas tonight she simply shifts and continues sleeping.

You press a gentle kiss to each of their cheeks, falling asleep between them before your head has even hit the pillow.

You’re woken the next morning by Wanda’s excited squeals, her arms tight around you as she practically pulls you up and into her arms. She peppers your face with loving kisses, unable to believe you’re in their bed again, safe and sound. Natasha grumbles sleepily, cracking her eyes open and then bolting upright when she sees it’s you. Her own arms snake around your waist, kissing your forehead. “Y/N!”

Both of them start crying which of course sets you off crying too. “I’m so sorry,” Natasha sobs into your hair, letting Wanda hold you in her lap but keeping her arms wrapped tightly around you. “I’m so sorry I left you behind, I’m so sorry…”

“It wasn’t your fault,” You tell her. “I was getting back to my feet when I got knocked down again. There were too many of them, it was too much…”

“I should’ve-”

“No Nat,” You say firmly. “You were injured too. There was nothing that anyone could do. Just my bad luck.”

“What happened to you?” Wanda asks, leaning her forehead against yours. “Your face is all bruised. My poor baby…”

“I don’t wanna talk about it,” You mumble. “I just… Want to enjoy the fact that I’m home again.”

Natasha nods, nuzzling her face into your neck, “Okay baby, we don’t need to talk about it. I’m so glad you’re home, that you’re safe… So glad.”

Despite your protests, Wanda and Natasha insist on you going to the medbay to be checked out. Dr Cho assures them your injuries are healing well and that the most important thing is that you get rest and plenty to eat and drink, something that Natasha and Wanda took very seriously. Neither of them could face another day in their room so they kept you in the living room, fetching you anything that you needed but never leaving you on your own.

Wanda massages your feet, Natasha keeps running her fingers through your hair, and both of them cuddle into your side when you settle on a movie to watch that evening. If you need the bathroom one of them insists on coming with you as if they’re both worried you’ll disappear again if one of them isn’t there to keep an eye on you. They’re both feeling particularly protective of you; even glaring at other Avengers when they come to wish you well, as if worried they’ll whisk you away from them. Natasha’s arm stays locked around your waist whilst Wanda leans her head on your shoulder.

At bedtime both of them insist on you sleeping in the middle again, pressing kisses to your cheeks, your forehead, your shoulders, pretty much any exposed skin they can reach. It feels so good after everything that you went through that you can’t help crying, and both women kiss away the tears that trickle down your cheeks. “You’re safe now,” Wanda reassures you quietly. “It’s okay if you want to cry.”

“We won’t ever let anything happen to you again, we promise,” Natasha says, kissing you again. “We love you so much.”

“And we missed you so much,” Wanda says. “We never would’ve given up on you, never.”

“I was so scared,” You admit tearfully. “So scared that I wouldn’t get found, that I’d give in eventually, tell them everything they wanted to know…”

“You were so brave,” Natasha says, unable to resist pressing another kiss to your tearstained cheek. “Our brave girl.”

“You don’t have to be brave anymore though, we’re right here,” Wanda cuddles into your side, resting her chin on your shoulder. “And we never would’ve left you there.”

“Even if we’d had to burn the world down to find you,” Natasha says. “We’ll always come and get you, I promise.”

The summoning circle glowed an eerie crimson in Natasha's cramped dorm room, textbooks and empty energy drink cans scattered around its edges.

She had meant to call King Paimon for help with her failing grades, but one wrong rune twisted the ritual. Instead of the expected ancient king, a figure materialized—tall, curvaceous, with long dark hair and piercing eyes that matched exactly what Natasha found irresistibly attractive in women.

Natasha's eyes widened. "Shit, you're not who I meant to summon."

Panic hit her as she recalled those absurd online posts about scaring demons off by flashing them. Without thinking twice, she yanked down her jeans and panties, spreading her legs to bare her pussy right at the succubus.

The demon didn't recoil. It dropped to its knees instantly, hands gripping Natasha's thighs as its tongue plunged straight into her folds. It licked and sucked with hungry precision, circling her clit before driving deeper into her entrance.

Natasha gasped, her hands flying to the demon's shoulders. She pushed, trying to shove it back, but the wet heat of that mouth felt too good. Her fingers curled, pulling the succubus closer instead.

"This... it shouldn't feel so good—fuck," Natasha muttered, conflicted.

The demon was a creature from another realm, yet its tongue worked her pussy relentlessly, flicking and lapping until her hips bucked. She came hard the first time, thighs clamping around the demon's head as juices coated its chin.

The succubus didn't stop. It kept eating her out through the aftershocks, tongue thrusting inside her while fingers spread her lips wider for better access.

Natasha's resistance faded with each orgasm. She stopped pushing and let the demon feast, grinding her pussy against its face as wave after wave hit her.

The succubus made her cum again and again, tongue and lips relentless until her legs shook and her dorm bed creaked beneath her. Then the demon rose, its lower body shifting seamlessly.

Where smooth skin and a pussy had been, a thick cock now jutted out, hard and veined, matching the rest of its feminine form. It gripped Natasha's hips, lining up and thrusting deep into her soaked pussy in one smooth motion. Natasha moaned loudly, her walls clenching around the sudden penetration.

The succubus kept thrusting into Natasha's soaked pussy without pause, its thick cock stretching her walls as it flipped her onto her stomach.

It grabbed a fistful of her red hair and yanked her head back sharply. "You like this demon cock ruining your tight little hole, don't you?" the succubus growled, voice low and husky against her ear.

Natasha moaned, her hands clutching the sheets. "Fuck... yes, it feels too good," she gasped out, conflicted but pushing her ass back to meet each thrust.

The demon pulled out briefly, flipped her onto her back again, and slapped her pussy with an open palm—not too hard, but enough to make her jolt and whimper.

"Tell me how much you want it," it demanded, lining up and slamming back inside her.

Natasha cried out, legs wrapping around its waist. "I want it—keep fucking me," she begged, her voice breaking as the demon's hips snapped forward relentlessly.

It shifted positions again, pulling her up to straddle its lap while it sat on the edge of the bed. Natasha rode the thick cock, bouncing as the succubus gripped her throat with one hand, squeezing just enough to make her breath hitch.

"That's it, fuck yourself on my cock," the demon said, its free hand slapping her face lightly, then delivering another firm smack to her clit and pussy lips.

Natasha gasped for air when the pressure eased, her walls clenching hard around the shaft. "Harder—don't stop," she rasped, grinding down desperately.

The demon flipped her once more, taking her from behind with her face pressed into the mattress. It yanked her hair again, arching her back as it pounded deeper.

"This is what you're into, huh? pretty girls with cocks big enough to make you feel full—cum for me again," it ordered, slapping her ass and then her pussy from underneath.

Natasha screamed into the sheets as another orgasm ripped through her, summing around the demon's cock.

A sudden knock echoed from the dorm door. "Natasha? You in there? We heard noises," came Steve's voice, followed by Tony's muffled laugh and Clint's call. "Everything okay?"

The succubus didn't slow down. It kept slamming into her pussy, one hand still tangled in her hair.

"Answer them," the demon whispered, thrusting harder. Natasha's voice shook as she tried to respond.

"I'm—I'm fine! Just studying! Go away!" 

The knocking continued. "You sure? Sounds intense," Bruce added.

The demon grinned, choking her lightly again while slapping her pussy mid-thrust.

Natasha bit her lip to stifle a moan. "Really, I'm good—please leave!" she managed, her body trembling from the relentless fucking.

The group outside murmured, footsteps starting to retreat.

Just as they turned to go, the succubus buried itself to the hilt and came hard, flooding Natasha's pussy with hot spurts of cum. It didn't pull out.

Instead, it kept thrusting through the orgasm, mixing its load with her juices as it fucked her deeper.

"They're gone—now take every drop," the demon growled, shifting her into a new position on her side and resuming the pounding without missing a beat.

The succubus kept pounding Natasha's dripping pussy from behind, one hand fisted in her red hair while the other delivered sharp slaps to her swollen clit.

"Cum on this cock again," the demon snarled, yanking her head back. Natasha's walls clenched hard as another orgasm crashed through her, her juices squirting around the thick shaft.

"Fuck—I'm cumming!" she cried out, body shaking.

The demon slammed deep and unloaded, pumping hot cum into her spasming hole until it overflowed down her thighs. It didn't stop. It flipped her onto her back, spread her legs wide, and drove back inside, thrusting through the aftershocks.

"Take every drop—your pussy is milking me so good," it growled, slapping her face lightly then her pussy with wet smacks. Natasha moaned, hips bucking up to meet each thrust.

Another orgasm built fast. The demon choked her lightly, squeezing her throat as it fucked her harder.

"Come on, Natasha, cum," it ordered.

Natasha's vision blurred as she came again, pussy pulsing and squirting around the cock buried inside her. The demon followed right after, flooding her with another thick load of cum, filling her until it leaked out with every thrust.

It pulled out only to shove two fingers deep into her cum-slicked cunt, curling them against her g-spot. "I want you to cum on my fingers," the demon said, pumping them fast while its thumb rubbed her clit.

Natasha gasped, legs trembling. "Oh god—right there!" Her first finger orgasm hit hard, walls fluttering as she gushed around the digits, soaking the demon's hand.

The demon didn't pause. It added a third finger, stretching her and fucking her relentlessly with them. "That's it, soak my hand—cum again," it demanded, leaning down to bite her nipple.

Natasha arched, another climax ripping through her almost immediately, her pussy clenching and squirting in rhythmic pulses. "I'm cumming—fuck, don't stop!" she babbled, hips grinding down.

A fourth orgasm followed close behind as the demon curled its fingers harder, slapping her pussy with its free hand between thrusts. Natasha screamed, body convulsing as she squirted again, cum and her own juices mixing on the sheets.

The demon kept going, relentless. "One more—give it to me," it growled, choking her briefly while its fingers pistoned in and out.

Natasha came a fifth time on the fingers, her voice hoarse from moaning. "Too much—please! I can't take anymore," she begged, pushing weakly at the demon's wrist. The succubus slowed but kept its fingers buried deep, smirking as Natasha's pussy twitched around them.

with the succubus's fingers still buried deep inside Natasha's soaked pussy, unmoving but still stretching her walls as the demon's voice cut through the air. 

"This rune here, fucked up your little summoning circle, and brought me here. Your little stunt, huh? Flashing your pretty pussy at me? That would have scared any normal demon out there, but not me, honey."

"—fuck, I know, ugh, I messed up bad—"

"As you probably can tell, I'm a succubus. I use sex to drain you mortals of your energy. So your thing earlier to scare me? Futile. Pathetic."

Natasha's breath hitched as she panted, her body still trembling from all of the intense orgasms that had ripped through her. The demon's fingers stayed lodged inside her, the pressure constant and unyielding. The succubus leaned in closer, its glowing eyes locked on Natasha's flushed face.

"Name's yours to claim if you want it, but you can call me whatever gets you wetter. I'm here because your ritual called, and that broken rune answered. Now you're stuck with me until I decide we're done."

The demon's free hand trailed up Natasha's inner thigh, nails grazing sensitive skin while the fingers inside her gave the slightest twitch, reminding her they weren't going anywhere. Natasha's pussy clenched involuntarily around the intrusion, still sensitive and dripping.

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I would link the reel I saw that I based the "scaring the demon away with ya cunt" but I can't find it anymore, because I got this idea as I was seeing the reel and I literally sprinted to write it, and when I tried to look for it in my 'just watched' tab on ig, it wasn't there, so I looked up and found the photo in the reel instead so here it is

You were both starving for any physical affection you could get from each other and had hardly left the bedroom, apart from eating, which Wanda refused unless you carried her into the kitchen with you. Her legs would be wrapped around your waist in a vice grip as she littered your neck with kisses and possessive bites.

“I don’t want to go back the day after tomorrow,” you whined, slowly running your hands down Wanda’s back lightly brushing the curve of her rear causing her to squirm. “Let’s stay here away from everything and everyone.”

Wanda let out a laugh in your neck sending a shiver down your body, “I don’t think Tony would agree to letting us keep this place.”

“He would if I told him we’ve fucked on every surface in here,” You said smugly squeezing Wanda’s hip up nuzzling her hair.

A sharp pinch on your side caused you to yelp as you looked down and met narrowed emerald eyes. “If you told him that then this morning on the table was the last time for a long time,” Wanda warned, propping herself up on her hands bringing her forehead to yours. “Stark is the last person I want to know about our activities.”

“I mean, I’m pretty sure the whole compound has heard you at one point or another,” You said, giving her a lopsided smile trying to rile her up further.

Wanda sat back on your hips as she placed her hands on your chest, eyes glowing red rolling her hips into yours. “Detka, you’re walking a fine line…”

“Am I?” You said tilting your head as you sat up bumping your nose with hers, “because if memory serves me one of your goals on this trip was breaking that bed frame and you know I’m going to make sure that happens baby girl.”

Red energy wrapped around your torso as you were slammed back down on the couch, “I’m on to what you’re doing. This was supposed to be a nice time for us to cuddle on the couch and watch something together.”

You tried to move any part of your body but even with your enhanced strength you weren’t going anywhere. “Whatttt,” you drawled out looking off to the side. “I have no idea what you’re talking about… You’re going to have to be more specific.”

“You know very well-“ Wanda started to say but the power cut off sending you both in darkness apart from the moonlight illuminating off the snow giving off a faint glow throughout the room.

Wanda’s hold on you disappeared as she got off your lap and walked over to the window rubbing her arms looking at the rapidly falling snow.

“The storm must be getting worse,” You concluded, looking at Wanda’s silhouette. “I can see if Tony has a generator or something. Or maybe a flick of your wrist…”

Spinning around with a raised eyebrow, Wanda crossed her arms. “Or you make a fire for us and we play a board game to cool your very loud thoughts.”

“Oh you noticed?” You said with a grin before you were pulled off the couch onto the floor by Wanda’s magic. “Ok ok! I’ll go get the wood, sheesh!”

You let out a chuckle as you made your way into the garage where the pile of wood was stacked. The firewood bin sat next to it as you filled it over the top, but due to your enhanced strength it was hardly heavy. Maneuvering through the darkness was the hardest part as you found yourself bumping into walls and corners of furniture while Wanda let out low laughs hearing you make your way back to her.

“Here,” Wanda laughed as she held a small ball of energy in her hand giving the room a red hue and just enough light to get you to the fireplace. “I’m impressed you didn’t knock over anything.”

“Honestly me too,” You laughed, setting down the firewood bin as you gave Wanda a suspicious glare. “Wait, you could’ve easily started a fire for us!”

“I like watching you work,” Wanda said as you noticed she was laying on the rug head propped up, wearing a white robe that clearly showed nothing was on underneath. “Plus it’s more fun the traditional way.”

You shook your head with a smile as you placed the wood in the fireplace and turned on the gas using the lighter to ignite it. “I see wanting to play board games has been abandoned due to your change in attire,” You said, trying not to stare at the gorgeous woman, wearing hardly anything, laid out in front of the fireplace before you. Once the wood had started to burn on its own you shut off the gas and closed the screen turning around to face Wanda.

“I never said that,” Wanda said confusedly as she sat up crossed legged and pulled games out from behind her with a grin. “Maybe I’m wearing this because I knew it would distract you and mean easy wins for me.”

“Excuse you!” You laughed as you sat down across from her in the same sitting position, the heat of the fire hitting the side of your body. “I will not be so easily distracted Maximoff!”

“I guess we will have to see Y/N,” Wanda smirked, setting out the first game between you two.

Uno.

Your smile grew wider at the familiar game, “Oh sweetheart… I’m afraid you stand no chance against me! When you grow up being trained by Natasha and Maria, you tend to become very competitive so I won’t be showing you any mercy, even if you are my very gorgeous girlfriend…”

“I guess we will have to see won’t we darling,” Wanda batted her eyes as she began shuffling the cards and dealing between you two.

The silence between you two cut through the air as you looked at your cards. A smile grew on your face as you had a good hand with a draw four and a wild. There was no way Wanda was going to win. When it got to your turn you gave her a smug smile as you chuckled.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” Wanda growled.

Flicking the card down with a flourish you sent her a charming smile, “Sorry baby draw four.”

Wanda let out a huff as she muttered curse words in Sokovian drawing her cards.

The game continued for quite some time with neither of you coming close to winning as you both kept drawing cards and handing out punishments to each other. After a while you started to notice every time Wanda needed to draw she would always have the card she needed… Suspicious….

“Uno!” Wanda yelled.

“What?! There is no way you had like three cards left!”

“I had two reverses and one skip and you were spacing off.”

You narrowed your eyes because you know there was no way she could have those good cards in her hand. If you didn’t know better you would have accused Wanda of cheating, but she wouldn’t use her powers to alter her cards. Right?

“I also wasn’t spacing off,” You grumbled looking at your cards trying to decide whether to change the color or not. “I was just thinking about how we have to leave soon and I really don’t want to go back to work.”

Wanda gave you an understanding look as she readjusted her sitting position, allowing the robe to fall open more exposing her chest, “I’ll talk to Natasha and see if she can pull some strings for us. Maybe we can relive our early days when we first met as sparring partners.”

Your eyes traveled down to the curve of her slightly exposed breast, “I don’t think they want another incident again.”

“It’s not my fault you're a sore loser and get overly competitive,” Wanda teased as she looked at your cards. “Now stop stalling and play so I can beat your ass again.”

You growled as you finally decided on a card to play, deciding to play another color card, “You cheated and used your powers, is that what you’re doing now too?.”

“As if you didn’t use your strength on me!” Wanda accused with a smile leaning in towards you.

“I did, but only because it was obvious that you liked being under me baby girl,” You said alluringly with a cocky smile.

Wanda narrowed her eyes playfully as she leaned in towards you, her lips ghosting over yours. “I do, but it’s more fun to wind you up because you're such a sore loser,” she laughed, pulling away as she slammed down her card on the pile. “You lose detka!”

The crackle of the fire was the only sound as you stared down in silence at the card. You could have sworn you noticed a slight red glow to the pile but it vanished quickly. It must have been from the light of the fire playing tricks on your mind.

“Next game,” You huffed, crossing your arms.

“Getting all worked up over a card game,” Wanda teased, pulling over another game between you both, Battleship. Her hands drifted to the knot of the robe undoing it and letting the robe fall open as she tussled her hair. “Seems kind of childish of you.”

You barely could register what she was saying as you stared at her exposed skin that only gave you a teasing peek of her breasts beneath the robe. She knew what she was doing to you and the worst part was, it was working.

Illicit thoughts raced through your head and it took everything you had to restrain yourself from ripping the rest of the clothing off her body and having your way with her. A dark chuckle snapped you out of your fantasy and you remembered Wanda could read minds. She knew exactly what you were thinking.

Pushing the thoughts from your mind you grabbed the game box and opened it with a huff, giving out all the pieces between the two of you. You tried not to let your eyes look to Wanda as she began placing her ships on her board.

“You go first,” Wanda said as you finally looked up at her doing everything you can to avoid staring at her exposed skin.

“G3.”

“Miss. B4.”

“Miss,” You said with a smirk. “E7?”

You both went back and forth a couple more times but no one had gotten a hit on any ships. Until it was Wanda’s turn again and she got six hits in a row sinking two of your ships leaving you in shock.

“W-what?!” You cried out dumbstruck looking up at your girlfriend only to see her eyes glowing red smirking. “You read my thoughts! You cheated!”

“I honestly thought you would have caught on during the card game,” Wanda laughed.

“You did change your cards!” You gasped.

“Did I? What are you going to do about it?”

The air shifted between you two and became charged. Both of you waited for the other to make the next move, and you knew she wanted it to be you. This whole time she was purposefully trying to rile you up and push your buttons. The dam was breaking and you didn’t know how much longer you could hold back before the floodgates burst open.

You crossed your arms as your nails dug into your skin trying to hold on to any tiny sliver of control you still had left of the situation, but every fiber in your being screamed one thing.

Claim her.

It was no secret Wanda loved how rough you were with her. She felt possessed, loved, and used. Of course she loved it when you were tender and soft with each other, but she craved the times when you lost control.

“If I didn’t know any better I’d say you were the one who messed with the power too,” You forced out through gritted teeth.

“I guess we’ll never know,” Wanda said, shrugging her shoulders, causing the robe to slide down her arm exposing her right breast to you.

“Stop,” You warned.

“Stop what? I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Wanda feigned innocently, biting her lip.

That was it, the dam broke and you were going to be in control. With one swipe of the game boards in front of you the game pieces scattered all over the floor as you launched yourself at Wanda. Both of your lips connected as you both devoured each other in clashing teeth and tongues as your hands tried to get ahold of anything you could, leading you to rip off the robe she was wearing, leaving her bare. You shed your clothes as quickly as you could to be able to feel her skin on yours.

You broke from her lips as you trailed hot kisses down her neck, leading to her breasts as you took one of her nipples into your mouth. You sucked and teased with your tongue as you brought your hand up to pinch her other neglected nipple.

“Fuck!” Wanda hissed as she tugged on your hair as well as pushing you further into her as you raked your nails down her side.

Releasing her nipple from your mouth you brought your lips inches from hers as your hand wrapped around her neck, “You like when I’m rough with you baby? You want me to treat you like the desperate slut you are?”

Wanda let out a whimper as she pushed forward, desperate to have your lips touch, but you kept them just out of reach with the hand you had firmly wrapped around her throat.. “That’s not an answer baby girl. I want to hear you say it,” You growled as you looked in her eyes searching for any indication that she would want you to stop. She knew you were asking if she was ok and gave you a small nod signaling she wanted this.

“I want you to ruin me,” Wanda moaned, biting her lip looking at you with lust filled eyes, “Fucking destroy me.”

The primal need to consume everything about Wanda overtook you as you surged forward bringing her down to the floor. You held her wrists on either side of her head and brought your mouth to her ear whispering, “I’m going to fuck you till you pass out.”

Wanda’s legs wrapped around your waist as she thrust upward in desperation. “Then prove it.”

You took her lips in a bruising kiss as you thrust your hips in time with hers. With every snap of your hips, Wanda mewled in desperation wanting you to touch her where she needed it most.

“I might not have to prove anything with how desperate you sound,” You laughed, breaking the kiss as you began trailing your lips down her jaw. You loved every inch of her body and could spend hours getting lost in it, but you knew Wanda wasn’t in the mood for soft touches. She wanted pure carnal desire and you were going to give it to her.

The softness of her skin was always something you found comfort in after long days and having hardly spent any time with Wanda the last few months you were thirsting for it. You trailed your lips down her neck as she arched into you, pushing back against your hold, but you kept a tight grip on her wrists. You began to plant soft bites along her breast as she let out a breathy gasp followed by a moan as you took one of her nipples into your mouth.

Wanda’s breathing picked up as you sucked and ran your tongue over her pert nipple. You finally released her wrists and grabbed her waist as she pulled on your hair forcing you closer to her breast.

You pulled back to give her breast a possessive bite as you looked at Wanda who had her eyes closed head thrown back.

“What do you want, baby?” You whispered laying kisses on her hip bone looking up to her as her eyes flutter open meeting yours in a daze. “You look like you need something?”

“Please…”

You rested your cheek on her hip and looked up with her with an innocent expression, “Please what? You need to use your words darling.”

Wanda’s hands pushed on your head trying to force you down where she wanted you most but your enhanced strength didn’t let you move a muscle. She let out a whine, “P-please I need you…I need your mouth.”

You surged up face to face with her looking at her with a feral look as her hands tugged and pleaded at your body, “Say. It.”

“I want your mouth on my pussy!” Wanda cried out with tears forming in her eyes as you gave her a wicked smile.

Rewarding her with a hard kiss you then trailed your mouth down her body keeping eye contact with her. You loved making Wanda desperate because you knew it would only make her louder and how you loved hearing her scream.

Nipping at her inner thigh causing her to squirm, you finally were met with her hot dripping sex. You knew Wanda could have easily used her own powers to force you exactly where she wanted you but you knew she was enjoying the teasing.

“Fuck! Oh god! Yes!” She moaned and threaded her fingers through your hair when you finally licked up her slit.

You moved her legs over your shoulders as you wrapped an arm around one pulling her closer to you. Your other hand teasing the outside of her pussy causing her to thrust her hips further into your face.

“You’re doing so good baby,” You praised licking your lips, tasting her. You flashed a wolfish grin as you coated your fingers in her wetness, running them slowly up and down her slit. “I’m so proud of you. Every sound, every movement you make has me falling in love with you all over again,” You whispered.

“Y/N please fuck me! I need you so bad please,” Wanda wailed. It made you smile wide hearing the desperate tone in her voice.

You gave the side of her hip a hard smack before finally thrusting in two fingers into her flooding cunt at a brutal pace. Trading off between kisses and bites on her inner thigh, you watch her mouth drop open releasing heavy pants in time with your thrusts.

Wanda grabbed your free hand and laced it with hers as she forced your head back to her neglected clit. Her sounds and cries pleading you you to fuck into her faster wanting her to reach her peak.

“Fuck! Fuck! Yes! Don’t stop,” Wanda’s scream carried throughout the cabin motivating you more. You knew she loved to be loud when you both were intimate and back at the compound she often had to use her powers to soundproof your room after a few complaints. But you always had a feeling she didn’t completely block out all the sound, after all, she loved for others to know that you both belonged to each other.

The fireplace was slowly starting to go out, almost blanketing the room in darkness with only Wanda’s lewd desperate sounds accompanying it. You knew she was getting close as you added a third finger causing her to arch off the ground.

Pulling your mouth from her clit, “Let me hear you, love.”

You felt Wanda spasm around your fingers letting out a loud moan, as you returned your mouth to her clit prolonging her orgasm. Her breath became even as you slowed down before slowly pulling out and kissing your way back up her body.

“Holy…fuck,” Wanda said out of breath taking a moment to catch her breath.

“How are you? Do you need anything?” You questioned looking into her eyes checking in.

Wanda sat up grabbing your bottom lip between her teeth as you noticed her eyes grow dark again. “No, I just need you.”

You returned her gaze as she released your lip, her hands traveling to your ass as she dug in her nails possessively. Pulling back from her and using your enhanced strength you scooped her up and put her over your shoulder. Wanda laughed as you began carrying her into the bedroom and gave her ass a slap as you made your way down the hall.

Kicking in the door you tossed her onto the bed and she bounced from the force. With a flick of her wrist she ignited the candles in the dark room giving everything a warm glow. She held herself up on her hand and bit her lip as she watched you walk over to the drawer, pulling out the harness and strap, slipping them on.

“You know our safe word baby,” You said darkly with your back still to her. “I’m going to make good on my promises to you, and for any reason you need me to stop, you know what to do. I intend to break this bed fucking you ‘till you pass out. Understand?” Looking over your shoulder you saw Wanda was now sitting up on her knees, hands in her lap looking at you hungrily.

“I understand,” Wanda whispered, giving her consent.

“That’s my good girl,” You praised her knowing she loved it as you walked toward the bed with a dark look, “Lay down with your ass up.”

Wanda immediately obeyed as she flipped over and presented herself to you. Crawling on the bed and aligning yourself up behind her you gave her ass a hard slap as she moaned wiggling back and forth.

“Please Y/N, I need you to fuck me detka,” Wanda moaned turning her head on the side so she could look at you. “I want your cock.”

“Such a needy slut,” You husked running the fake cock up and down her slit coating it in her wetness. She pushed her ass backwards into you trying to get you inside her and all you could do was chuckle at her desperate attempts. “Who do you belong to?”

“You…,” Wanda groaned slowly, thrusting backwards trying to get any friction she could.

You let out a smile as you surged forward into her tight cunt and began pumping in and out of her with vigor. Wanda’s cries of pleasure grew in volume as they nearly drowned out the lewd sounds of slapping skin.

“Oh yes fuck, FUCK!” Wanda screamed, thrusting her hips back in time with you the best she could. “You own this pussy detka, no one will ever have it!”

A wave of possessiveness took hold of you as you wrapped one arm under her chest to grab her shoulder, while you used your other arm to take her knees out from under her causing her to lay flat on the bed as you rut into her.

“You’re mine baby girl,” You growled in her ear as she turned her head into bed to muffle her cries. “The moment I saw you that day I knew you’d be mine.” You began using your enhanced strength, knowing how much Wanda could take, as the bed frame began hitting the wall with a deafening sound. Thank god the seduced cabin wasn’t around anyone otherwise the neighbors would have gotten an earful. Wanda loved when you got rough and used your enhanced strength especially when she needed to feel how much you loved her.

“Yours!”

Looking up at the wall as you continued rutting into her, you smiled seeing the wall was definitely going to need to be fixed but you didn’t care. You were going to give Wanda whatever she wanted. If she wanted the moon, you would give it to her.

Your nails dug into her shoulder as you brought your teeth to her neck, sinking them in. causing Wanda to thrash under you. She was close but you knew she was waiting for you to give her permission.

“You want to cum?” You smirked, releasing the hold on her neck, as you trailed your free hand to her clit, rubbing it. The sound of the bed frame creaking more than normal let you know that you were close to fulfilling at least one of your promises as you continued thrusting.

Wanda’s hand reached back, grabbing at the side of your thigh, leaving scratches you knew would stay. “Yes, please let me cum!”

As much as you would have loved to have drawn it out longer for her, you decided to show her mercy. Bringing your lips to her ear, “Cum for me love.”

With the one command Wanda was sent over the edge with a guttural moan as you continued pounding into her to prolong her orgasm. The sound of something breaking caught your attention as you looked up to see the headboard fall down to the floor revealing the wall behind it. Oh yeah, Tony is not going to be happy.

You stilled your hips before slowly pulling out of her. You rolled onto your back before looking at her with a concerned look as her green eyes met yours. “Are you ok? I didn’t hurt you did I? Do you want some water-“

Wanda’s lips met yours in a loving kiss stopping you from your numerous questions. She pulled herself half on top of you breaking the kiss and nuzzling your nose with hers, “I’m more than fine detka. I just want to lay with you for a moment to catch my breath.”

Wrapping your arms around her you pulled her close as you placed a kiss on her forehead before you heard her laughing, “What?”

“You fulfilled one of your promises,” Wanda laughed, nodding towards the broken headboard along with the heavily cracked wall.

“I’m never going to hear the end of it from Stark,” You groaned, running your hand down your face. You could already imagine the hell you were going to get when you got back to the compound. “Let alone Natasha when she finds out, which she will! She always does! I swear that woman lives to torment me.”

A slap to your chest came in force as Wanda swung her leg over your hips straddling you, “That’s my best friend and if it wasn’t for her we wouldn’t have met.”

You rolled your eyes, “Yeah, yeah I hear that from her all the time.”

“Don’t get sassy with me detka,” Wanda warned as she grabbed your jaw forcefully. “You still owe me your last promise… What was it you said, ‘fucking me till i pass out?”

A wicked smile overcame your lips as your hands went to Wanda’s hips lifting her up and she adjusted the fake cock to align with her, “I can’t break my promises now can I?”

**

Natasha groaned as she heard the alarm for the 5thtime in 10 minutes, she slowly sat up and rubbed her head. She winced slightly as the sunlight flooded the bedroom, she blinked slowly giving her eyes time to adjust, she scanned the room and her eyes fixated on the 2 sets of clothes that were scattered across the floor.

Natasha’s eyes moved to the sleeping, still naked, body beside her, Steve’s hair pointed in all different directions and memories from the previous night came flooding back. How he held her, whispered sweet nothings and then she took him to her room. Tears filled Natasha’s eyes as she remembered how she got into this situation in the first place, she was hurting, and she had a moment of weakness.

It had just passed 5 years since she lost you at the battle of Wakanda, she was in agony emotionally and all her walls were crumbling, she didn’t know how much longer she could go on without you being by her side. She missed you dearly, your loving touches, the adoration in your eyes, your beaming smile, your contagious laugh. Most importantly, she missed being able to love you.

**

You sprinted across the battlefield battling with Thanos’ army, trying to find Natasha. You hadn’t seen her for God knows how long and you were getting worried, you came to a halt when you saw her fighting with one of Thanos’ children, Proxima Midnight.

You started your sprint once more making your way over to Nat who was accompanied by Okoye as Wanda laid dazed on the floor. You couldn’t help but smile at the fight your girlfriend was putting up against someone who towered over her, she is such a badass.

You jumped into the ditch to help and couldn’t help but gag when you saw Wanda throw Proxima into the air and caused her to get trapped in one of the large pieces of machinery and blood got all over Nat.

“That’s really gross,” she muttered out as you pulled her tightly into your arms as tears threatened to fall from your eyes. Natasha clutched tightly onto your suit before pulling away and kissing you deeply.

You relaxed into her touch and kissed back desperately before pulling away. You rested your foreheads together and sniffled, “I was so worried, I thought I’d lost you Nat.”

“Shhh, I’m here, I’m not going anywhere,” she cooed as she held you closer to her body, her heartbeat more prominent in your ears as your head fell comfortably on her chest. The moment was interrupted by Wanda, her voiced laced with worry.

“Guys, we have more company,” she muttered quietly as she leapt to her feet. You, Nat, and Okoye following in suit as you all made your way back onto the main battlefield. There were hundreds of bodies everywhere, both defenders and Thanos’ army. You squeezed Nat’s hand reassuringly before you had split up to fight, protect the people you love so you could go back to each other.

--

The fight felt like it lasted a lifetime, you had found yourself in the woods taking on Thanos with some of your fellow Avengers. You watched as Thanos easily threw around some of the strongest people you knew like they were nothing but a ragdoll. You watched as Natasha got thrown in the air and then engulfed in massive rocks once her body hit the floor and they began to crush her.

“Natasha!” You screamed as you threw yourself at Thanos punching him hard and he stumbled slightly before he laughed in your face, gripping your throat tightly as he lifted you off the ground whilst you gasped for air.

“Not bad for a tiny human, you have my respect,” he admitted as his grip tightened.

You whimpered pulling at his hands before you growled at him, “I don’t want the respect of a murderer, we will stop you, that’s a promise.”

He laughed again before throwing you onto the floor near Nat and you groaned loudly keeping still, you felt like every bone in your body had shattered. Nat reached her hand out for you, and you grabbed it tightly being able to do nothing else but watch the scenes before you unfold.

It didn’t take long for Thanos to get the mind stone from Vision, your heart ached for Wanda and the pain she had to go through. As you replayed that in your mind you gripped Natasha’s hand tighter as tears fell down your face, you didn’t know what you’d do if you ever lost her. You looked over and saw Wanda who was clutching onto Vision’s lifeless body as she sobbed.

Your head snapped up as you heard a loud grunt from Thanos as he fell to his knees, a hopeful smile spread across your face as you saw Thor’s axe lodged deep into his chest, Nat finally being able to break free from the rocks that had her pinned down. She quickly made her way over to you as she cradled you in her arms.

“You should have gone for the head,” you heard Thanos grunt before he lifted the gauntlet and snapped his fingers. The light that came from it dazzled you and Nat as you shielded each other with your arms.

You stood up with Nat as you looked around, your breathing getting ragged as you watch Thanos disappear and then your best friend, Bucky, turn to dust. “Buck!” You scream out to the now empty space as you ran towards him.

You looked around you as more people kept disappearing. Wanda looked at you as she gave you a sad smile, relief washing over her features as she disappeared. You looked at Nat panicked and saw her already looking at you as she sprinted over to you and held you close as you sobbed.

You pulled away when you felt pins and needles in your hands and you looked at Nat desperately as even more tears fell, “N-Nat?”

Nat watched as you turned to dust in her arms, not even being given the chance to say goodbye. She took a sharp breath inward as she fell to her knees gripping at her vest as sobs shook her body.

Just when she thought you guys had won, she lost the most important thing in her life.

**

She sighed wiping her eyes as she clambered out of bed and grabbed her black tank top and sweatpants, getting dressed as quietly as possible not to wake Steve. Natasha made her way to the common area, hearing the alarm yet again and groaned loudly.

“It better not be just another cat that’s set off the sensors again,” she muttered agitated as she checked the footage. Her whole body froze once she recognised the man in the camera, Scott Lang. The last time she had seen him was at the airport in Germany when Steve and Tony had their fallout.

“STEVE! Steve, get in here!” Nat shouted as her heart went into overdrive. It wasn’t long before she heard the noise of shuffling and loud footsteps coming down the corridor. She turned her head to see Steve pulling on a pair of pants and a shirt.

“What? Nat, what’s wrong Are you okay?” He gushed as he cupped her face looking for any kind of injuries. Nat tensed slightly under his touch and cleared her throat awkwardly as she stepped back from him.

“Oh yeah, I’m fine, but we have a visitor,” she mumbled before pointing at the monitor before going back to chewing on her nails.

Steve turned his attention from Nat and to the monitor before he tilted his head in confusion, “Lang?”

“Oh hi, is anyone home? This is Scott Lang, we met a few years ago at the airport in Germany!”

“This an old message?” Steve questioned as he stared at the man present on the monitor.

Natasha shook her head, stunned to her core, and pressed the buzzer to let him in, “It’s the front gate.”

--

Natasha looked at Scott as he busted through the door and practically collapsed in the front room, she blinked slowly at him, not used to seeing people face to face in a long time. She never really spoke to anybody but Steve in person, she spoke to some of the remaining Avengers and Guardians through comms but never anything more.

“Quantum Physics, what do you know?” Scott stated dryly.

Natasha and Steve glanced at each other; things were still relatively awkward between them both, as they haven’t had time to speak about what happened the previous night. Natasha shrugged slightly as she chewed her nail, “Only enough to make casual conversation,” she admitted to which Steve agreed.

Steve and Natasha stayed quiet as Scott went off on his tangent talking about how things worked in the quantum realm. How even though he was in there for 5 years, to him it was only 5 hours. Natasha perked up at the discussion about the idea of a time machine.

“Wait, wait, does this mean we could get everyone back? The people who dusted,” Natasha gushed quickly as all her emotions began to flood her, “I-I could get Y/N back?” She questioned as she gripped the necklace that you had bought her, for your 4-year anniversary that was just weeks before she lost you, tighter in her hand.

Scott nodded excitedly as he pretty much bounced off the walls, “Yes! We could go back before Thanos, get the stones before him and bring everybody back; we’re just going to need some help and I think I know just where to get it.”

--

Over the next few weeks, the remaining Avengers did all in their power to make what they dreamt of a reality. With the help of Tony, they were able to get their time machine up and running and gave each other their jobs to grab the infinity stones. Natasha was really struggling with the whole situation.

Not only was the idea of you being able to come home to her, to her arms so close yet so far away. There were other problems and upsets that swirled through her mind. She couldn’t help the everlasting guilt that she was feeling from having that night with Steve, that moment of weakness.

Her emotional state crumbling to his reassurance, his calming words, how he promised to take her pain away that night. He didn’t lie, for a moment she did forget, she didn’t feel, but that wasn’t enough.

The feeling of his hands as they groped and caressed her smooth skin, the way his lips attached to her neck as she bucked her hips forward on his lap. She hates that she can’t even look at the man now, she feels like she’s used him, but she also feels like she’s betrayed you.

Another choked sob escapes her lips, and she hugged her pillow tightly, not only was she coming to terms with the Steve situation but she also got sent on the most gruelling mission compared to the others.

She left with her best friend, laughing, and joking about being far from Budapest. Then she returned alone, clutching the soul stone in her hand as she felt like another part of her own soul had been ripped out.

Nat sniffled when she heard a knock on her door, she wiped her eyes on the sleeves of your college sweatshirt. She took a shaky breath and curled further into her comforter and pillows.

“Come in,” she muttered, not sure if the person at the door could even hear her. She glanced over at her door as she heard it open and then smiled a little seeing Steve, “Hi Steve,” she whispered hoarsely.

Steve sent her a sad smile and walked in closing the door before perching on the edge of her bed, “Can we talk? I understand you’ve been avoiding me. I know you’ve got a lot on your plate Nat, but I just want to clear some things up,” Steve admitted as he glanced at his redheaded friend.

She smiled gently at him and nodded, “Yeah, I think we really need to talk.” Natasha pulled her sleeves over her hands searching for comfort and sighed softly, “Steve, I’m so sorry. I-I shouldn’t have just avoided you, we needed to talk about what happened,” she whispered lowly.

Steve smiled placing his hand on hers, “Don’t apologise, I’m not mad. All I want to do is make sure that you know I’m here for you and everything is going to be okay. It was a one-time thing, 2 broken people and it won’t happen again,” he reassured gently.

Nat smiled sadly at him, and he took a deep breath, “Nat, it’s time, they finished the gauntlet. It’s time for us to bring everybody back,” he spoke quietly.

His heart felt heavy as Nat’s eyes welled with tears thinking about the sacrifice of her best friend for them to get where they are now, but she nodded, taking his hand in hers as they left her room.

--

It worked, as far as she was aware. She knew because as they all spoke and questioned whether it worked, Natasha had received a call from her late best friends’ wife. Before she even had the chance to explain, the compound was attacked by Thanos from the past. Yet again they found themselves up against the mad titan and his army.

The Avengers quickly made their way through the rubble and debris in a mad search for the stones, they were lucky enough to know that Thanos had yet to get his hands back on them. Nat coughed as she spoke over her comms, “I’ve got eyes on the gauntlet, I’m bringing it to you.”

She quickly grabbed the gauntlet and made her way through the debris and rubble, fighting off aliens left, right and centre. Her eyes fixated on Tony, Steve and Thor took on the Titan in hand-to-hand combat. She shoved the gauntlet into Scott’s hands, “Keep that away from him, keep it safe,” she demanded before running over towards Steve who was struggling to get to his feet.

She collapsed to her knees next to him and gently held his face, “Come on Steve, get up, please,” she begged as she glanced over him looking for injuries. Steve looked up at Nat and nodded as he accepted her help to rise him to his feet, both staring Thanos and his army in the face.

The static and crackle of comms brought their attention back, a line of mumbles and mutters flowed through the earpieces. Nat and Steve both shook their head in a desperate attempt to clear it and the sound of a familiar voice came ringing through.

“Cap. On your left.”

Natasha’s smile widened as she watched the dusted return through the portals. She recognised the Avengers mostly, the Wakandan army and a load of others who came through to help. Her smile faltered when she couldn’t find you in the crowd of people, her heart slowly breaking, they were going to win this, for everyone.

She turned her attention back to Steve who took deep breaths, “Avengers…Assemble.”

Thor let out a loud battle cry as they made their way across the field and into battle once more, for the last time.

--

Natasha watched as the gauntlet kept changing hands, sometimes it being far too close to Thanos getting his hands on it, if he did, all of this would be for nothing. She was beginning to panic but she knew that if she did, she’d be useless in protecting her friends.

She watched as Wanda single-handedly took on the Titan, her scarlet-coloured orbs being launched aggressively as she easily overpowered him. She held him in the air crushing him from the outside in, his armour doing nothing to protect him until he ordered missiles across the battlefield.

Natasha ducked, squeezing her eyes shut and used her arms to cover her head, the sound of explosions on the outside becoming muffled, but she didn’t feel any impact. She slowly opened her eyes and focused on the figure towering over her projecting a force field, and her eyes welled up.

You were here, alive.

You smiled down at Natasha, your own eyes brimming with tears, “Hi Honey,” you whispered gently as your powers dissolved around you once the assault had stopped. Natasha blinked slowly before throwing herself into your arms as she sobbed into your shoulder.

You tightened your arms around her as your own tears fell and you kissed the top of her head, the familiar aroma of her shampoo and perfume overwhelming you. You were home, and you were never leaving again.

“I have missed you so much, Y/N. I never thought I was going to see you again, God, I love you,” she cried into your shoulder as her grip tightened before she crashed her lips into yours in a desperate fashion. You hummed in appreciation kissing back and then pulled away resting your foreheads together.

“I missed you so much my love, I’m here and I’m never leaving again,” you promised sincerely as your cupped her face. You took a deep breath and looked around the battlefield, “Now, let’s help finish this, together,” you insisted as you kissed her once more before you both turned your attention to the problems at hand.

--

You didn’t miss these long battles and the strength of some of Thanos’ army. It was never ending, whenever you thought you were close to ending it, then came another wave of problems. You and Natasha stook close to each other the whole time, always protecting each other’s back, you noticed that Steve’s attention directed to Natasha quite often, but you understood why, you had never seen her fight so fiercely.

It was like the world stopped when you saw Thanos slipping on the gauntlet. Your heart dropped to your stomach as you involuntarily started sprinting towards him. Not again, not today. You were stopped in your tracks as you watched Steve hit him with Mjolnir and his shield as he fought for the gauntlet.

You watched as Steve got thrown down onto the ground, you involuntarily fell to your knees, you were close enough you could hear Steve’s strangled breaths. You felt a warm hand slip into your already clammy one and you turned to face Natasha, tears stinging in your eyes. You had only just come back, you had only just got your girlfriend back and all of it was going to change, again.

You and Natasha held each other as Thanos smiled triumphantly, “I am inevitable,” he mutters darkly. A sob escaped Natasha’s lips and you held her closer, you wanted both of your last moments to be together. You watched as Thanos lifted his hand, both of your faces dropping when realisation hit. The gauntlet wasn’t there.

You heard grunts of pain and your head snapped to see Steve wearing the gauntlet, you could see the different energy’s that coursed through his veins. He was struggling to sit up, but he put up a strong face as he slowly lifted his arm, showing the gauntlet. You noticed him glance over at Natasha before looking back up at Thanos.

“And I…am Steven Rogers,” he breathed as he snapped his fingers. You heard Nat cry out for him as a blinding white light crossed the battlefield. You wrapped your arms around Natasha shielding her from the light as you watched Thanos’ army reduce into nothing but dust.

Steve collapsed onto the floor against some debris, his breathing shallow. You grabbed Nat’s hand as you both ran over and knelt beside the fallen soldier.

You smiled sadly as you removed his helmet from his head, “Hey, it’s okay, you’re gonna be okay,” you whispered softly as Nat grabbed his hand.

“It’s okay,” Nat whispered, she laid him further back when he tried to sit up, her hot tears fell on his hand. “We’re going to be okay, you can rest now,” she hiccupped as she pressed a gentle kiss on his forehead, his eyes glassing over whilst his grip on her hand become weak.

Tears fell from your eyes as Nat threw herself onto you and sobbed into your shoulders. You sent Bucky a sad smile as you held Nat close, watching him fall onto one knee out of respect, the rest of the heroes doing the same. The full weight of what happened dawning on everybody as they lowered.

Steve, a friend, a brother, an Avenger, was gone.

**

It had been over a month since the final battle, a few weeks since Steve’s funeral and Natasha was being eaten more and more by her guilt every day. As much as she wanted to be close to you, she also wanted to be away from you. She didn’t want you to see the look in her eye that would give away that she’s not okay.

It didn’t help that over the last few weeks Natasha constantly felt sick, she had lost her appetite, had cramps all the time. You worried severely for Natasha, not in the whole 4 years, 9 years in Nat's case, had you seen her so distant and…broken. You tried your best to coax her out of this bubble she’d trapped herself in but not very much seemed to work.

You knelt beside her for the fifth time today as you held her hair back whilst she vomited in your bathroom. You frowned gently as she finished up and brushed her teeth once more, you sighed as she went to walk past you, but you grabbed her wrists and forced her to face you.

Natasha looked up at your shining, but sad, eyes and tears welled in her own. She knew she was upsetting you; she knew she was worrying you, but she didn’t know how to bring up the topic that the guilt was eating at her for.

“Natasha, I’m so worried about you. I just wish you’d let me in. I know you’ve lost a lot whilst I’ve been away, and you’ve had so much to deal with, but I can’t just let you suffer alone anymore. I’m sick of just watching from the sidelines you put me on, so I’ve booked you an appointment with Doctor Cho to see if she can find out what’s wrong,” you stated gently as you searched her eyes for any emotion.

She inhaled sharply and just nodded before she collapsed into your body and sobs overtook her, “I’m so tired Y/N, I can’t do it,” she whispered hoarsely. You smiled sadly and easily lifted her off her feet and she clung onto you like you were about to disappear. You rubbed her back soothingly.

“You’re okay, I promise you’re going to be okay,” you hummed in reassurance as you carried her towards medbay. You couldn’t help but feel somewhat happy that Nat had finally reached her limit, you knew you shouldn’t feel like that but it’s the first time you’ve held her properly in so long. She sniffled into your shoulder as you sat her down on the seat and Dr.Cho smiled at her.

“It’s about time you came to see me, I’ve been waiting considering you’re yet to have a check-up,” she smiled at Nat. You glanced at Helen and then back at Nat who just smiled sheepishly at you, you smiled back as you kissed her hand, and you didn’t let go of her hand the whole check-up.

“What if something is seriously wrong? What if I’m seriously ill,” Nat panicked, and you shushed her with a passionate kiss. You smiled against her lips when she snaked her hands up into your hair. She smiled gently at you as you both pulled away and let out a shaky breath, “I think I’m okay now.”

You smiled and sat next to her letting her rest her head on your shoulder and you smiled at Helen as she walked on but she had an unreadable expression on her face and she smiled at Nat, “Congratulations, you’re pregnant and the baby is healthy.”

Pregnant?

You raised an eyebrow and then laughed as you hit your knee a few times before you looked at Dr.Cho as you calmed yourself down, “Good joke, that was funny. Seriously though, is Nat okay?”

Helen gave you a sympathetic look and you frowned, “I’m not kidding Y/N, she’s nearly 2 months along,” she stated gently as your face crumbled.

“No, that’s impossible, we’re both women and I wasn’t even here. It’s impossible, right Nat?” You questioned as you turned to face your girlfriend who sat with a shocked expression but then looked down at the floor defeated.

“Natasha,” you prompted becoming more agitated and upset. She wouldn’t have done that to you, there’s no way. You felt your eyes beginning to water when she wouldn’t look up at you and she sighed quietly.

“Y/N, I-I’m sorry, I wanted to tell you,” She began to explain as she held your hand. You ripped your hand away from her and you threw her a venomous glare. She choked back a sob as she met your eyes properly and you paced the room.

“It’s Steve’s, isn’t it? That’s why he was acting so weird around you,” you snarled viciously. Nat knew there was nothing that she could do now, and she nodded solemnly as she picked at her fingernails.

“Y/N, I promise you it was a one-time thing, it happened the night before Scott arrived at the compound. It was the night before I had any hope that you were going to come back. It had been 5 years and I-I crumbled. I didn’t know this was going to happen, I didn’t even know I’d get you back,” she admitted truthfully, the tears still streaming down her cheeks.

You swallowed thickly at her words as you turned your face away from her, you couldn’t stand seeing the guilt on her face, but you felt betrayed. “I could see it in his eyes, that one time was more than enough for him to love you, Natasha. I know I wasn’t around for a long time, so I wasn’t fully in the loop, but I’m not fucking stupid.”

“Y/N, please just believe me! I don’t love anyone other than you, I wish I could go back and change that night, but I can’t. God, I am so stupid, and I am so so sorry. Please can we just talk about this? I don’t want to lose you,” she begged desperately.

You grabbed your jumper and looked at her upset, as much as you wanted to reassure her it was okay and you were fine, you couldn’t. You loved her, but she betrayed you and you don’t know if you could ever forgive that.

“Just stay away from me Natasha,” you muttered quietly before you left the room. Natasha watched you walk out and took a deep breath in before thanking Helen and trudged back to her own room that she hadn’t been in for years, not since she moved into yours.

It was empty and cold, all she wanted was you.

**

2 months.

That’s how long you had been avoiding Natasha as you tried to deal with your own feelings. She had tried time and time again to beg you to listen to her, beg you to forgive her. You wanted to go home, you craved to go back into her arms, your safe space, but your heart wouldn’t let you.

Natasha had never felt so lonely, even though Wanda would always come and check on her, spend time with her. She just wanted you. She made sure Wanda kept an eye on you as well, but you made that extremely difficult as you disappeared for days at a time.

You had just come back from another disappearance, and you were greeted with a furious redhead sat on your bed and you groaned as you dropped your bag, “What Natasha? I really don’t want to talk to you right now.”

“I don’t care, I want to talk to you, it’s been 2 months Y/N. 2 months of me begging, pleading, apologising, I just want to understand why you won’t speak to me,” she explained. There was slight anger in her tone, but the sadness you could hear hurt the most.

“What do you want me to say? Yeah, it’s okay that you slept with one of my close friends and now you’re pregnant with his fucking baby? Nat, you’ve got to understand that I’m hurt, I-I just can’t believe you did that to me,” you countered, the anger in your voice rising.

She glared at you harshly before she stood to face you fully, “Y/N, I have told you so many times that I am so sorry! I never thought I was going to get you back, I had no hope, no nothing. I gave into my emotions; I take full blame and responsibility, but you need to understand something.”

“Understand what Natasha? That you forgot about me?”

“No,” she stated calmly.

That terrified you. When Nat could stay calm and collected in situations like this it was one of the most intimidating things you ever had to witness. She sighed folding her arms across her chest and shuffling uncomfortably under your gaze. It was only now that you noticed the bump that had formed at her stomach, you lifted your gaze back to Natasha’s eyes as she spoke once more.

“I never gave up on you Y/N, I never will. That’s why I’m not giving up on us now. It had been 5 years Y/N, that’s what I want you to understand. To you it was 5 hours, so I understand the wound is deep, the feelings are so fresh and hurtful, but I didn’t get the choice to have to wait in real-time, having to think that I’ll never see you again.”

You frowned gently at her words, knowing she was right. You had been so self-indulged in your own thoughts and feelings that you didn’t give Nat’s a second thought. From what you heard Scott describe, it was only a matter of hours for you, but it was half a decade for Nat. Even more so, it probably felt like a lifetime. In that time, she had lost most of her friends and family in the blip, but then had lost 2 of her close friends due to their selfless sacrifice.

You watched Natasha take a shaky breath as she ran her hand through her hair, “Look, I’m sorry Nat, I just, I need a little more time,” you mumbled quietly. Natasha looked up at you and smiled sadly before she took your hand in hers.

“Then I’ll wait for you, like I said, I’m sorry Y/N. If I could change all this I would,” she reassured gently. You nodded a little letting her run her thumbs over your knuckles and she gently kissed your hand as you pulled away.

“I accept your apology Nat, but you need to understand that I-I can’t forgive you, not yet anyway,” you sniffled as you wiped your eyes. You saw the hurt flash across her face, and you looked down at the floor.

Natasha tilted your chin back up with her fingers and smiled sadly, “I understand, I’ll give you some space if that’s what you want,” she whispered lowly as she took a step closer towards you.

You gulped slightly as you took a step back, finding yourself stuck between Nat and your bedroom wall. You could feel her breath due to the closeness of the both of you and you bit the inside of your cheek and nodded as you quickly dodged the kiss, she sent your way. You easily manoeuvred yourself from her grip and held her wrists tightly.

“Don’t, you can’t say you’re going to give me the space I want one minute and then try and kiss me the next, just get the hell out of my room Tash,” you scoffed as you grabbed your duffel bag once more shoving fresh clothes in it.

“That’s it Y/N, run away from your problems,” she seethed as she folded her arms across her chest. You stopped your movements and you turned to look at her and tensed your jaw tightly.

“What is that supposed to mean?” You growled back as you turned your whole body to face her. Natasha looked at your body language and took a step back and you glared harshly, “You know what? You deserve to be on your own. Now get the fuck out of my room, I’m done with you.”

She blinked slowly at your words, hot tears beginning to fall onto her flushed cheeks. Your breathing was heavy, and you slammed your bedroom drawers shut as you carried on packing your clothes.

“Y-You don’t mean that,” she croaked, her strong demeanour crumbling in front of you as you ignored her presence until you went to leave your room. You rolled your eyes as you walked past her and snapped, “Stop playing the fucking victim, it’s boring.”

Natasha flinched at the sound of the door slamming and sighed sitting on the edge of the bed placing her head in her hands. She screwed up and she knew it.

**

2 more months. That’s how long you were gone this time around.

You had never been gone this long before and the team had gotten worried, they knew you weren’t in the best headspace, but neither was Natasha. The only thing that stopped them from sending a search party out for you was a weekly message you sent to Wanda. The same message, on the same day, at the same time, every week.

‘Alive. Don’t come for me.’

They didn’t need to know anything else, you had to stay away from the compound as you got yourself in order. You hated what you said to Nat, but you were just so angry and hurt, you didn’t believe she deserved to be alone at all. You wanted her with you, but you can’t take back what you said.

You sighed as you climbed off your motorcycle and looked at the time on your phone, 4:53 AM, that’s not great. You walked into the compound placing your helmet on the couch as you walked towards your room, your eyes fixated on the light that shone out from underneath Natasha’s door and you stopped.

Your mind was stuck between two thoughts, you could either ignore it and go straight to your room as planned, or you could check on the redhead to see if she was okay considering how late it was. You slipped off your shoes to ensure you were quiet enough that you could change your mind if you wanted without anybody hearing you.

You pressed your ear to the wooden door and frowned when you heard the echoed sound of retching and crying. You had essentially ignored Nat for 4 months, even whilst you were away, she had still messaged you every morning and every evening in the hope of you eventually speaking to her. You knew she still cared for you, and you believed it was time to work on what you both had, you had made her suffer enough.

You swallowed your pride as you walked into the bedroom unannounced and let your feet guide you to the en-suite Nat was slumped in. You frowned at the sight before you, Natasha was hunched over the toilet bowl her head rested uncomfortably on her arm as she lost the contents of her stomach.

You knelt beside her and took a handful of her hair and made a makeshift ponytail as you used your other hand to gently rub her back, “I’m here, you’re okay,” you cooed.

“Y-Y/N? What are you doing here?” She questioned quietly as she glanced at you briefly before looking away, “I thought you hated me,” she whimpered as she moved her body to lean her back against the bath after she pressed the toilet flush.

You sighed gently as you grabbed her flannel and rinsed it under some cold water before gently wiping her face, hoping to bring some sort of comfort. “I could never hate you Nat, I was just upset and I’m sorry for how I acted. All you were trying to do was make up for what happened, and I was just a dick. I left you when you needed me the most and that’s not what a good girlfriend does,” you spoke sincerely.

Nat smiled tiredly at you and nodded as she stood herself up and brushed her teeth. She rinsed her mouth out and splashed her face with water before turning to you, “I forgive you Y/N, you were angry, and I had hurt you, betrayed you even. I just hope we can have another chance, once you’re ready.”

You dodged the question as your eyes fixated on her, very rounded, stomach and you couldn’t help but smile a little as you watched her, “Pregnancy suits you, you’re literally glowing,” you complimented truthfully.

Nat rolled her eyes playfully at you as she placed both her hands on the small of her back and huffed slightly, “I look like a whale.” She glanced at you and smiled softly as your eyes were still fixated on her stomach and she gently ran her hands across it.

You raised an eyebrow and slowly walked over to her and took her hands in yours. “You look beautiful Natasha, no matter what you might think. You’ve always been beautiful,” you smiled softly and let go of her hands, “I think you should rest.”

Nat nodded tiredly as she clambered back into bed and hugged her pregnancy pillow, sighing contently. You smiled softly and tucked her in and knelt beside the bed and moved the hair out of her face, Nat relaxed into your touch and put her hand on top of yours.

“Y/N?” She mumbled quietly, struggling to keep her eyes open.

“Yeah?”

“Will you stay with me tonight? Please,” she whined needily as she already began to make room for you on the bed, but you shook your head running your thumb across her cheek.

“Not tonight, I don’t think it’s a very good idea,” you noted as she pouted at you. You raised your eyebrow, “Don’t give me that look, now go to sleep,” you murmured pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

“Okay, can you at least come with me to my appointment tomorrow? Wanda was going to like usual, but she’s been sent on a mission for a week,” she stammered refusing to meet your gaze in fear of rejection.

You looked at her in initial shock at the invitation, but you nodded gently and stood up from the ground and pressed another kiss to the top of her head, “Of course, I’ll come and get you in the morning, okay?”

She nodded once more letting sleep overcome her and you relaxed before leaving to your own room and awaited the morning.

--

You kept your promise and woke Nat up at around roughly 10 AM much to her dismay, she whined as she wrapped herself up in the covers and you shook your head tugging on them.

“Come on lazy, get up,” you joked as you began prodding at the lumps and bumps within the covers as Nat tried shying away and whined more, “I won’t hesitate to just carry you to the kitchen in your pyjamas to make you eat, try me.”

Nat moved the covers away from her face and slowly sat up as she rubbed her eyes and she opened her arms at you, “Carry me anyway? My feet hurt and my ankles are swollen,” she complained as she gave you an adorable, sleepy smile.

You just nodded and gently lifted her into your arms keeping the blanket wrapped around her. “You’re severely spoiled you know,” you joked as she nuzzled further into your chest.

She shrugged and smiled cheekily. “I know and I’m not gonna change,” she stated confidently as she rested your head on your shoulder before you sat her on one of the kitchen chairs and started to make her some breakfast.

Nat got up off her seat and nudged you out of the way before taking over to do the eggs and you raised your eyebrow. “Excuse me madam? I refuse to be removed from my own kitchen,” you protested playfully.

“Yeah, well when you learn to cook eggs without burning them you can come back,” she teased before looking up at you. You smiled down at her, the both of you so enveloped in each other you didn’t hear Carol walk in.

“Well, this is a sight for sore eyes,” the blonde taunted as you rolled your eyes playfully. Carol smiled as she watched you stay behind Nat as she cooked the eggs, adding more to the pan so Carol could have some and then dished up.

“So,” Carol probed, “Are you two back together now or…?”

You looked at Nat who chewed her lip slowly and looked back at you. You knew she was waiting for you to answer the question and you looked over at Carol, “We’re taking it slow; we’ve still got some things to work through.”

Nat smiled excitedly at you before pressing a kiss to your cheek and sat down beside you to eat her breakfast, Carol and you doing the same. You watched as Nat gasped slightly and placed her hand on her stomach.

You looked at her panicked, “Tasha? What’s wrong?”

“I-I don’t know, I just felt a weird kind of sensation in my stomach, up near my ribs,” she stuttered as she ran her hands over her stomach and ribs again. You watched her closely for any other signs of discomfort and she gasped again.

“Y-Y/N, the baby, they’re kicking!” She exclaimed excitedly as she grabbed your hand and placed it on her stomach. You swallowed thickly, your hands shaking slightly from nerved but then your body relaxed when you felt gentle taps on the palm of your hand.

Nat smiled at you tearily and Carol took this as a sign to leave the kitchen to let you both have your intimate moment. You let a sob mixed with a laugh escape your lips and you looked up at Nat with nothing but love and adoration.

Nat smiled as you hugged her tight and rested your head on her shoulder. She rubbed your back comfortingly and pressed soft kisses along your hairline and the side of your face. You pulled away and cupped her face, “I love you, Natasha.”

“I love you most, Y/N,” she smiled before she kissed you softly and rested her hands on top of your own, relaxing into your touch.

You both understood there were things you still needed to work through, but you were both ready to pull your weight to make it work.

You were finally home.

--

--

You groaned slightly and put your head under your pillow, you were still coming to terms with your girlfriend’s pregnancy, but you had been getting better about the situation, especially after you made the decision to go and see a therapist. Some days were more difficult than others, it was usually at night when things were the hardest, you couldn’t stop yourself from tossing and turning, you were worried.

Nat knew you were worried, and she knew that there were still things that you were struggling to deal with, the fact it was Steve’s baby being the biggest contender. You found things easier now that your best friend had returned from making his amends, Bucky was one of the only voices of reason that you would listen to, other than your therapist.

Nat started to stir awake, it was only 2 weeks from her due date so sleep was scarce for her, usually, she could only get a few hours at a time, if that. However, she did her best to appreciate whatever sleep she got. Nat had felt you stirring in your sleep, and it had woken her up, she shifted slightly before placing a gentle hand on your back, making you jump.

“Honey? What’s the matter?

You moved the pillow from over your head, turning to lay on your side so that you were facing Nat and you placed your hand on her stomach, softly stroking the curve of her bump with your thumb. Nat gave you a sympathetic smile, practically seeing the cogs and wheels in your brain working overtime, she hated when you were quiet because it was always something serious that was bothering you.

“What if I’m not a good mo-parent? Person? Mom? I don’t even know, just, what if I’m not good enough for the kid?”

It wasn’t the first time Natasha had heard you refer to yourself like you weren’t going to be an important part of the baby’s life. Refer to yourself like you weren’t going to be their other parent, and it hurt Natasha, a lot, but she understood your hesitation.

“You’re going to be a great mama, honey. You need to stop being so hard on yourself, this is a new thing for both of us. Neither of us are going to be perfect, but as long as we work together and make sure that they’re loved, and cared for, nothing can go wrong.”

You smiled gently at Nat, her hand now resting on top of yours, Nat humming gently as her other hand ran through your hair. You heard her let out a heavy sigh, your eyes flicking towards her, and you watched her brows furrow as she was in deep thought.

“Okay, I talked, so now it’s your turn. What’s going through your brain?”

“I’m scared you’re going to leave,” she admitted quietly, her grip on your hand tightening, “That you’re going to leave because you don’t want this life, with me, with the baby. I’m scared, I don’t want to lose you and I don’t want to choose between you both, I couldn’t.”

After her words you sat up, kneeling back on your calves and took her face in your hands, maintaining eye contact. “I would NEVER make you choose. I love you, Natalia, I love you so so much. I promise you that I’m not going anywhere, I’m going to be here the whole time, by your side.”

“Y/N?”

“Yes, my love?”

“My water just broke.”

Shit.

--

You wince as Nat squeezed your hand tighter, your fingers started going white due to the lack of blood circulation, and you tensed your jaw to keep quiet. There was no way you were going to complain or make a scene about Natasha hurting your hand as she was literally in labour, you were not going to be that person.

You pressed a kiss to Natasha’s temple as she let out a sob, throwing her head back as she groaned in pain. “You’re doing so well baby, I’m so proud of you, honey.” You ran your thumb over Natasha’s knuckles, bringing her hand to your mouth and pressing a soft kiss to it.

“You swear you’re not going to leave? Y/N, I need you to swear,” she sobbed as she tugged your hand slightly to bring you closer, looking up at you.

“I swear Natasha, what sort of mother would I be if I left my girlfriend and child, huh?”

Natasha smiled up at you, her eyes brimmed with a fresh set of tears, and she pulled you down to press a chaste kiss to your lips. You smiled as you pulled away, the doctor informing Nat it was time to push.

“You’ve got this baby, come on Nat,” you encouraged, as she began pushing, Luckily, for Nat, and your hand, it wasn’t too long until the room filled with the sound of a strong cry. The relief on Nat’s face as she laid back, letting her breath even out.

You couldn’t help the choked sob that left your mouth, your body was overrun with emotions, you and Natasha were parents. You comfortingly shushed Natasha as you perched on the side of her bed, letting her lean into your side as you combed your fingers through her hair, “Well done honey, you did so good.”

She nodded against your side, gently caressing your hand with a slight frown, “I’m sorry that I hurt your hand, I didn’t realise I was squeezing so hard.”

“Don’t be sorry, I was glad I could be of service.”

You gently tucked the loose strands of hair behind her ear, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead and then she smiled as the midwife came back into the room. Helping her sit up properly, Nat took a shaky breath as the baby was passed into her arms, both yours and her eyes brimming with tears as you looked down at the little one in her arms.

“Congratulations, you have a healthy baby boy.”

You gave the midwife a grateful smile as she left the room, you and Nat sat comfortably against each other as you cradled your newborn son. “He’s beautiful,” you murmured as you gently ran your pinky finger across his cheek.

“What should we name him?” Nat asked as she rested her head on your chest. You hummed in thought, your hand still stroking through her thick red locks as you admired your son, his small hands grasping Natasha’s index finger.

“Didn’t you say something about naming them Nikolai, if you ever had a boy?”

“You remembered that?”

“Of course, I did,” you smiled softly. You remembered the conversation like it was yesterday, it was a conversation that you and Natasha had near the start of your relationship when you both spoke about what you wanted in your future. It was at that moment you decided you wanted Natasha to be by your side for the rest of your life. “So, is that still something you want?”

She nodded and smiles, gently chewing her bottom lip, “Nikolai Steven Y/L/N.”

You froze slightly and looked down at your girlfriend, shock evident in your features. Natasha knew and meant what she said, just like you, she had decided she wanted to be a part of your life for the rest of it, that has never changed, so why not give your son your last name if she would eventually end up taking it anyway.

“Y-You want him to have my last name?”

“I do, and so do I, eventually.”

You smiled, even more, letting Natasha put her full body weight on you as she let Nikolai feed from her chest. If someone came to your younger self and told you, that this would be your life? You would have laughed in their face. You never thought you would get to lead a life as good as this, but now you hand found your place and you were going to enjoy the feeling.

**

Being an adult was hard, being an Avenger was hard, but being a mom on top of that? That was your greatest challenge. You and Natasha had taken the challenge of parenthood head-on and refused to let it scare you, the first year or so had sometimes been a bit hard but you always made sure to make it work.

It had been just over 3 years since Natasha gave birth to Nikolai, he was the happiest little boy you could ever come across, loved, and spoiled by the rest of the team, as well as his mom’s. He was always blessed with love, time, and affection from the team, you all made sure that you spoke about Steve, you all made sure to keep his memory alive.

Natasha and yourself made the decision to retire about a year ago, ensure that you were there for Nikolai in any circumstance, not have the fear of going on a mission and getting hurt, or worse, not coming back. The last year had consisted of wedding planning, the two of you agreed you had waited long enough to be married, so other than your son, the wedding had been your main priority.

“Mama!”

You turned around and smiled down at the young boy as you knelt down, letting him throw himself into your arms, before then lifting him up into the air. “There’s my favourite little boy, I missed you.”

He giggled holding onto you, placing a kiss on your cheek, “I was only gone for a little bit Mama, I’m back now, I had fun with Uncle Bucky.”

“Did you now?”

“Mhm, he lifted me with his cool arm! I want an arm like Uncle Bucky, do you think Uncle Tony will make me one?”

You smiled over at Buck, a small chuckle leaving your mouth, as you placed a kiss on Nikolai’s cheek, “That’s so cool bud, maybe if you ask him super nice, he might make you one. Are you enjoying the party?” He quickly nodded, keeping a tight hold on you as his eyes scanned the room to look for his mom, his mouth breaking into a wide smile once he does.

“Mommy looks like a princess, doesn’t she Mama?”

You smiled looking over towards Nat, who was speaking with Wanda and Carol, the white wedding dress she had on complimenting her in all the right ways. She looked breathtaking, you couldn’t help but shed tears when you watched her walk down the aisle, you had waited long enough for her to be your wife. “She really does bud, you’re right.” Rudely, your admiration of your wife was interrupted when the DJ announced it was time for the newlywed’s first dance.

You gave Bucky a nervous look, this was the bit you had been dreading because you just-you just couldn’t dance. Bucky gave you a sympathetic smile, as he took Nikolai from your arms and placed his hand on your shoulder to give it a reassuring squeeze. “You’ll do good, kid.”

You scoff slightly at the nickname but smile at the reassurance, Nat had already made her way over to you to take your hand in hers, pulling you to the centre of the dancefloor. Smiling down at your wife, you placed one hand on her hip, and your other hand held hers up in the air.

“Just breathe Y/N, it’s okay.”

“Easy for you to say, you’re a trained dancer,” you grumbled, doing your best to fight off the cheeky smile that threatened to spread across your face. Natasha shook her head smiling up at you and rested her head on your chest, leading the dancing of you both once the melody of the song had started.

“Stop being a grump.”

You smiled softly pressing a kiss to the top of Nat’s head, your body finally relaxing and getting into a rhythm with the music. “You look so beautiful, Nat, I’ve not actually had the chance to tell you yet.”

Natasha moved her head to look up at you, that alluring twinkle in her eyes shining brighter than ever. In your arms, she felt whole, whenever you weren’t around it was like a small piece of her heart, her soul, went missing for a little while. “I love you so much, Y/N.

“I love you more, Natty.” She smiled wide and you pressed your lips against Nat’s, her face gently being held in your hands as you pulled each other closer. The sounds of friends and family cheering around you added to the electricity and passion that was already in the air.

You pulled away from each other once the song ended, Nikolai running towards the two of you and you lifted him with ease, sandwiching him between you and Nat. He smiled more and kissed you both on the cheek, cuddling further into your arms.

“Here’s to our forever,” you smiled.

“Our forever,” Nat agreed.

In public she had the poise and composure of a queen, but behind closed doors, there was nothing she loved doing more than giving up control.

Of course there rarely came the time where it occurred outside beneath the safety of your home. Power was what she found solace in, only ever wishing to be seen as high and mighty when in reality, all that went through her mind were thoughts of being claimed. She could assert dominance all she wanted, but at the end of the day, Wanda was as submissive as they came – perhaps even more so. 

“Which one do you like best?” You posted the question nonchalantly noticing that the woman beside you squirmed at the mere sound of words, but alas, no response came. “Sweetheart, I asked you a question.”

“Shut up,” came the hushed reply, and for a moment you debated on whether or not you wanted to sweet talk her even more in public. Turning towards your wife, you noticed her features mirrored those of a scarlet red beet, and raised your eyebrows at her. All she could do was shake her head as a means to silently apologize. “They’ll hear you.”

Looking towards the counter of the store, you shrugged. “And? They don’t know you, baby. Besides, it’s not like they’ll say anything.”

Against her better judgment, Wanda had agreed to do some shopping with you…something to spice up your shared life in the bedroom even more. Her only request was that you travel to a far away town where no one would recognize either of you. Normally you went on such sprees through the screen of your laptop with her nuzzled against your chest shouting opinions, but now that she was under the scrutiny of the sex shop worker, Wanda wasn’t as confident in choosing what she’d like. 

“You’d look good in a collar,” you suddenly said, admiring those plastered over a display case. “I can even get you a custom one with your name on it. Would you like that, sweetheart?” You waited for a response, but got nothing in return which prompted you to turn. “Wanda?”

“Sure,” she mumbled. Her eyes weren’t on you, but instead on the woman who casually stood by the register scrolling through her phone. “Can we please go? I don’t want to be here anymore. We’ll just get everything like we normally do.”

“Hush, baby,” you giggled at her adorable nature. “We’ll leave soon enough. I just need you to decide whether you’d like a collar or…” you caught sight of straps that could be used to tie her down, pushing her limbs together and allowing you full access to her. “This looks promising.”

“I don’t want anything,” she huffed. “I want to fucking go.”

There came a frustrated sigh, tired of all the little outbursts she gave you, and yet you could never find it in you to fully get mad. You knew of Wanda’s rather short temper and how prone she was to let it take over. It mostly happened out in the public where she could project her fury onto others, but at home it was you who took such negative emotions from her and left your wife mindless – her brain hazy without a thought to give, just as she wanted. 

“Answer my question and then I’ll let you wait in the car,” you softly ordered. “Do you prefer a collar and a cute leash or would you rather be tied up?”

“Neither,” she shot back. “I’m not fucking saying it again, Y/N. We’re going now.”

It was cute how much she thought herself to be in control. Wanda grabbed your arm and attempted to pull you away, but you wouldn’t budge. By then the employee’s attention was already on you, and you couldn’t help but feel embarrassed that she saw your pet in such a negative connotation. Normally your girl was well-behaved and complacent, something you needed to bring out again to put Wanda in her place. 

Gripping her wrist, you forcefully pulled her towards you, hummed when she fell to her knees before you in the process while losing her balance. She was even more humiliated then, scattering to jump back to her feet while you watched calmly. By then Wanda refused to face the employee, instead opting to hide behind you, choking back a sob, with the hopes of being allowed the right to leave. 

“I want to go,” her voice was small and shaky, a complete turn to her normally confident demeanor. The older woman hugged you from behind and even through your shirt, you felt her tears hitting your back. “Please, let’s go. I…I don’t want to be here anymore.”

By then, the pity you had for her overtook your decision. You weren’t cruel by any means, so as soon as you came back to reality, you shuffled to leave the store. There was a sympathetic smile thrown towards the cashier while Wanda refused to face her, instead burying herself against you as a means to disappear. She knew you’d deal with her soon, that she was no longer the good girl she deemed herself to be, but perhaps she could redeem herself one way or another. 

“You know, now I’m getting you both,” was the first thing you told her while in the car, making sure to buckle Wanda, but afterwards refusing to face her. She knew she messed up, that perhaps you wouldn’t show it but you were disappointed in her behavior, and for your wife, that was enough to drown in shame. “So sit back here and wait for daddy to return. If you behave while I’m gone, perhaps I’ll have some pity on my girl.”

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The cool, dark faux leather clung to Wanda as though it was meant to be. It held her arms back, safely pushing them against her sides and left them unmoving. Black always looked gorgeous on her, but especially when she lacked any sign of clothes and instead bestowed her nudity to you. Heavy, plump breasts were wrapped around the straps, forcing them up. The position allowed you to easily reach down and squeeze them, groaning at how full they were – far too big to even fit around your hands properly. 

“You misbehaved today.” It wasn’t a question, but a fact that left Wanda’s head hanging shamefully. “In public at that. Daddy didn’t like that, honey. You were really, really bad. Haven’t I taught you better, Wanda?”

She was never one for exhibitionism, but Wanda admitted that kneeling before an uncovered window in such a lewd state made the ache between her legs increase. There came a failed attempt to rub her thighs together, but she knew it would only result in a harsher punishment. So alas, she looked up to your similarly naked state, gulping down a knot of excitement as she watched your semi-hard cock hanging from between your legs. 

“I don’t-” she choked in her words as tears of humiliation cascaded down her flushed cheeks, but never did you turn cold. Instead, you ran a thumb across her wet skin, clearly off the tears with a compassionate look you threw downwards. It wasn’t easy for her to let go, you knew that fully well, but nothing made you prouder than seeing Wanda try. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be bad. I should’ve never said those things to you. There’s no excuse, Y/N- I mean,” she stammered over her words with fear, but Wanda knew you’d never hurt her. “Daddy, I’m sorry.”

Your dominant hand took to pumping your soon thick, erect cock as the other soothed Wanda’s embarrassment – seeing her like that would never fail to instantly turn you on. Part of you saw shame in feeling such pleasure from watching your wife in a state of disarray, to be the only one who could pick up the pieces, a guardian angel of sorts that would mend it all. You were her safe space, the only living creature who could see her display such vulnerability. And for that you prided herself in being Wanda’s protector. No matter how mouthy she got in public, you’d always treat her with kindness during scenes — at least unless she asked otherwise.

“You’re a good girl, Wanda. I know you are,” you told her, practically gulping down a groan as you rubbed the gooey, sensitive tip of your dick against her face right by her mouth. “And good girls do what their daddies say. Don’t you want to prove that to me, honey? That you’re daddy’s perfect girl?”

The way in which Wanda nodded enthusiastically, suddenly forgetting what she had put you through, made you smile warmly. “Yes, please. I can show you that I’m good!” She squealed. Her head matched your sloppy movements as she began sliding her cheek against your cock, even allowing her plump, wet lips to savor the pre-cum leaking from your head. “Let me show you, daddy. I’ll be the best girl ever for you. I won’t disappoint you,” but you already knew that. “I promise.” 

Chuckling, you shook your head at her desperation to please. “Then be a good bunny and open up for me.”

Rubbing your bulging tip against her lips, you tainted them with pre-cum. Wanda licked it off immediately, moaning at the deliciously addictive taste of it. She wanted more as she greedily wrapped her lips against your cock, whining for you to shove it deeper until she gargled all over it.

“Such a pretty cock sucker,” you smiled. A hand turned to a fist over her short hair, pulling it all strands back so as to leave her free reign over your dick. If she wanted it, she could work for it. “Use your mouth to make daddy feel good, angel. Fuck, go on. I’m not sure how long I’ll last with such a slut like you making it better.”

Degradation didn’t get Wanda far, but from time to time, she didn’t mind a sole insult that made her chest swell up with love. Mostly she responded well to praise and love, something she never earned as a child. But in her adulthood you could change that for her. You’d be Wanda’s knight in shining armor, her perfect soldier who forever protected her heart and mind. 

“Is this good?” She shyly questioned before plastering numerous kisses all over your length, suckling from time to time. Her tongue traced a few of your dick veins that led up to your base, leading her to keep going down until her mouth reached your tender balls. Wanda’s fascination with them would never fail to amuse you. Lips enclosed over them, savoring your balls before kissing them fondly. “So good,” she moaned for you. “Thank you for letting me make you feel good, daddy.”

The difference between your wife beneath the safety of your home and her in it was clear. You couldn’t believe how deeply enticing she was when it was only you two, how complacent and brainless she was. Whatever you asked of her, Wanda would follow without a single question forming in her mind. 

When she was ready to take all of you, you nearly combusted then and there. 

Wanda carefully opened her mouth and waited for you to ease inside. Surely it wasn’t the first or last time she had you in such a manner, but given your immense length and girth, she still struggled. There were a few choking sounds that came out with the more inches she swallowed, and no matter how slow you went, your partner kept nodding for you to keep going. 

Sighing happily, you felt as the tip of your dick reached the back of your throat, but nothing came close to the beautiful sight that was Wanda with her mouth pressed against your skin, having already had every single inch disappear into her. Her tears burned on her cheeks, more of them forming at her glassy eyes as she adjusted her throat to such an intrusion. With hands turning to fists, her knuckles white, Wanda relaxed herself. And while you stopped to admire her, she began bobbing her head. 

Regardless of how much power she presumed she had, Wanda’s actions did nothing to soothe your arousal. Rather than allow her to move freely and suck you off as she pleased, with a hand on her hair you guided her. At first the ministrations were rather gentle, mere thrusts in and out her mouth, but soon enough you began using her mouth with no avail. 

“You’re already such a good girl, Wanda. Oh just look at you,” you commented, watching as your wife desperately got you off with solely her mouth. “That’s it, baby. Suck daddy’s dick like the cock-addicted bunny you are. It’s like your mouth was only meant to take my cock.”

She attempted to agree with words, but all that came out was a gargled, incoherent string of mutters. Wanda allowed you to use her, to fuck her throat no matter how fast or slow you were meant to go. All she was, as she had previously told you once you used her for numerous hours at whatever times you pleased, was a dumb, helpless fleshlight you stuck your dick in and came inside of. And for that, the redhead was more than willing to be used as a pawn. 

“Hmm, baby,” you grunted, unable to keep yourself at bay any longer. Her mouth and throat were tight with the most you moved, happily enclosing your cock in a tight grip that intensified your arousal. “You’re gonna swallow every fucking drop for daddy. Oh yes, you’ll be a good cum bunny for me and take what I fucking give you.”

And as soon as you came, that’s exactly what Wanda did. 

Her eyes boggled, their viridescent hue turning dark as drops of cum were shot deep into her throat. Wanda sucked you as you came, her lips clinging to you for dear life and refusing to let go – if she did, perhaps she’d accidentally waste your treat, something she’d never live down. She refused to swallow until you unloaded yourself in her, taking sweet seconds to feel your seed until your cock stopped twitching violently. 

Pulling her back, you nodded down to Wanda who obediently opened her sore mouth and stuck out her tongue. There you saw the pool of cum, some of it even oozing down her lips and chin. It was messy, degrading even, but you couldn’t find it any way other than gloriously beautiful. 

“Was I a good girl?” Wanda asked, her voice hoarse from having her throat abused. “Is there anything else I can do for you, daddy? Please, let me do more.”

You thought about it for a second because as much as you suddenly longed to destroy her, seeing Wanda being so obliging softened you up. Petting her head, you allowed your mind to run rampant while your eyes traveled down her body. Many times you had already used her tits to get off, sliding your dick between the big, soft mounds until you came over her chest. It was always a brutally delicious activity, but as you kept going, you noticed a distinct wetness coming from between her legs – one that devilishly made you smile. 

Reaching out, you helped your partner get on her feet. “Here, baby. Daddy’s just going to lay you down for a bit. You don’t mind if I use your pussy, right?” And just as you expected, a woozy Wanda shook her head. “Good girl. I promise I’ll fill you up just how you like it. I’ll breed that pretty cunt of yours until you’re so fucking stuffed. Hm, I bet it’ll be enough to get you pregnant. Wouldn’t you like that, baby? To carry daddy’s pups?”

“I’d love that,” Wanda whined as you dragged her to the bed, promptly throwing her down until her back hit the mattress with a thud. “Please, fill me, daddy. I just…I need it so bad. I’ll be your good breeding bunny.”

“More like a breeding bitch,” you laughed, but the way in which your wife squirmed made your eyebrows raise. Settling between her legs, still positioned in front of the window, you smirked down at her. “You like that, huh? Do you wanna be daddy’s breeding bitch, Wanda?”

Another whine came before she attempted to hug herself in a bout of embarrassment, something the bindings prevented her from doing. “Maybe,” she brushed it off, but one look at you made her break. “It’s nice,” she shrugged. “I like it.”

“Good, because that’s exactly what I’ll get written on your tag,” you explained, your eyes zeroing the collar that hugged her neck. “Daddy’s breeding bitch. I think it has a nice ring to it, huh?”

Parting her legs, you, as per usual, allowed yourself to take in all of Wanda’s unabashed beauty. You’d never grow tired of the fullness of both her breasts and stomach which carried clear stretch marks all around them. Your wife, a few years older than you, always turned away from mirrors in embarrassment over her body, but you found it to be the spitting image of perfection whether she believed you or not.

Running your hands over her soft tummy, you groaned at how tender her rolls were. They were squeezed, earning a rather lively giggle from a ticklish Wanda. She simply couldn’t withstand the amount of excellence she embodied. Many times you’d rub your dick over her stomach, groaning at how good it felt, but it didn’t come close to the wonder her thick thighs did when you pushed them together and fucked yourself between them.

Wanda believed that by being bigger she was cursed, but to you, she was much more magnificent than anyone else no matter how many times she said otherwise. 

“You’re gorgeous, baby,” you licked your lips after speaking. A hand came between your legs, desperately jerking off your dick, messy with cum and saliva, once more to get yourself hard. With Wanda before you, that wasn’t difficult to achieve. “Daddy’s pretty girl. Just…fuck you’re so hot. I can’t get enough of how perfect you are, bunny.”

Rubbing your penis against her puffy, dripping pussy, you broke down. Her folds were pulled apart as your cock head stimulated her slit that oozed out juices. Oh how you longed to dive in and eat her out for hours upon hours, to force Wanda to squirt all over your hungry mouth as you sought out much more. But alas, you took to slapping your dick over her pussy, even stimulating her bulbous clit simultaneously. 

“I love this pussy,” because truly, you could never get enough of it. “It’s my property – daddy’s pussy to fuck.”

“Yours,” Wanda breathed out. She wanted to hold onto your shoulders as she always did, her nails surely to dig onto your skin lovingly, but whining about her bindings would only turn it all sour. “Please, daddy. Inside…I need you inside.”

“Shhh it’s okay, pretty girl. Daddy will give you what you want,” you promised. Towering over Wanda, you felt powerful. You could claim her, ravish her until the following day began, and own her completely – but then again, you already did. Lining your hardened cock against her entrance, you sighed. “Daddy will make it all better, bunny. Just sit back and enjoy, ‘kay? Your punishment is over, now it’s time to have some fun.”

Easing inside, you felt as though you’d burst. Wanda’s pussy was unlike anything else. Its velvety walls instantly gripped you as though life depended on it. You could barely move at all, trapped in the sea of wetness and the tight hold she had on you. But as she relaxed, enjoying the kisses you spread across her breasts, you were able to push your cock deeper. 

“So big,” Wanda sobbed. She was full, already feeling the tip of your dick nuzzling against the depths of her insides while your thickness was enough to stretch her out as though it was the first time. “Oh daddy, ‘m so full!”

Ignoring her words, you had to focus on clinging to her love handles to support yourself. They were squishy to the touch, practically asking for you to squeeze her soft skin with amazement. Remaining still, you focused on how delightful it was to not only be in Wanda’s cunt, but to also get to run your hand all through her body and worship the ground she walked on. 

Thrusting in and out, you stared down in awe at how your cock disappeared within your wife. With each little movement she wailed, wriggling within the confines of the straps with the need to touch you back. It was adorable, only making your desperation to cum much stronger than before. 

“You’re fucking tight, Wanda. You’ve been waiting for daddy to fill you up, huh?” You mocked her, but not before nuzzling your face against her full breasts. You alternated between sucking each nipple, at times running your fingers through them knowing it would elicit loud screams of need from Wanda. “Cock addicted whore.”

Your dick pounded into Wanda’s pussy, filling her to the brim until the only space left available was for you to stuff. Normally you took your time in touching her, worshiping every area of her body with kisses mirroring those you planted on her plump lips, and adoring your wife as you slipped inside. But some days you needed to blow off steam, to grip her sides and roughly shove your cock as deep into her guts as possible while she drowned in her moans that were stifled by your mouth. 

“Harder,” Wanda begged, something she rarely did in front of others, but gave you a sense of normalcy within your home. “Daddy, I want it harder, please. M-make it hurt, I deserve it.”

And for Wanda, you found yourself doing just about anything to please her. 

With heavy, brutal movements, your balls slapped against her skin each time your dick disappeared in her cunt. A hand went down to her clit, sloppily rubbing the bundle of nerves knowing it would only drive Wanda towards the brink of insanity. That alongside your focus on both her mouth and breasts, motioning yourself to kiss her before moving down to suck on her rosy nipples, had her flushed entirely. Soon enough, the poor thing could barely muster out a coherent string of sentences that were instead replaced by dumb babbles. 

“You’re such a good girl for daddy,” you grunted. “Letting me fuck your tight pussy like the whore you are. It’s what you were meant to do, huh? To sit there and take whatever daddy gives you. I just can’t get over how much of a dumb, cock-sleeve you are. A fucking fleshlight for me to have fun with…it’s hilarious how you sometimes think you’re to be in control.”

And the truth is, Wanda didn’t have enough of a care in the world to overpower you. If anything, she pretended to act out, to treat you as though she carried dominance in public knowing she’d be punished severely at home. Having you ram into her, stimulating her sensitive clit, was enough of a reward to get her to do it again in the near future. You had caught on to her little act during the first few months of dating, but alas, you pretended to act stupid given the great lengths your wife went to in order to manipulate you into ordering her around. 

The second time you came, you were balls-deep in Wanda, and she followed suit. You held her tightly, wrapping your arms around her body as she did the same with her legs on your waist. Copious amounts of cum were shot into her cunt, quickly filling her up enough so that several drops oozed out onto the messy sheets. You bred her nicely, leaving yourself still so she’d enjoy not only your dick stretching her out, but also your seed giving her the pups she wanted to carry so desperately. 

“F-fuck!” Wanda couldn’t help herself as her orgasm shot through her, but with all the stimulation you gave her, it was beyond what she imagined. She twisted and turned cutely while squirting all over your dick. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment at her sudden uncontrollable actions, but you didn’t care. No, you’d much rather stare down at your partner as she fell apart, watching in awe with a proud, dopey smirk nothing could wash away. “D-daddy, I…I’m sorry.”

“Shhh no need to apologize, baby,” you replied. Leaning in, you planted a sweet, loving kiss on her lips – one that Wanda was far too exhausted to return. “You did amazing, and that was fucking hot. I love getting you riled up like that, bunny. So much that you squirt…”

“Stop it,” Wanda turned away, but as you reached out and tilted her face towards you, she was forced to face your knowing eyes. “Was it…alright?”

“It was more than alright, it was perfect,” you fondly replied. “How are you liking your new presents?”

Wanda shrugged, but you knew she was rather obsessed with the collar she proudly showed off. “I like them. Thank you for getting them for me, daddy. Maybe you could…” she paused, shyly trying to find the words. “Maybe we could use the leash next time? I want to really feel like a good bunny.”

“You’re already a perfect bunny, Wanda,” you chuckled. “Now come on. Let me help you off these straps and run you a nice bath. It’s what my girl deserves after taking her punishment so well.”

Your hands burned her skin as you pulled at the bindings that held her arms to her body. She was sore, something Wanda pretended not to care for until you began kissing her faint bruises. Regardless of how many instances she took to bratting out, you’d never fail to give her the proper aftercare the same way she did it for you. 

Picking Wanda up, she clung to you much like that of a koala bear as you dragged her to the bathroom. There you took a warm bath together with you sitting behind listening to her ramble on about plans she had made for your upcoming vacation together. Wanda adored sight-seeing wherever you traveled to, but the sight you were solely interested in seeing was her. 

“I’m really proud of how well you did today,” you mumbled against her neck while simultaneously playing with her wet, shampoo-filled hair. “You’re amazing. You know that, right? Just…you’re so fucking special, Wanda.”

"You are so fucking cute." She wraps her arms around you and kisses you again. "I love you."

"I love you too." She grabs your hand and pulls you out of the room. You two get a good spot on the love sac. Mostly out of view besides the couch across the room.

"I vote we watch a RomCom first." Steve says.

"Who taught him about RomComs?" Peter says and you laugh. You raise your eyebrow because did in the gym a bit.

"I taught him." Bucky says as he pats your shoulder opposite of the one Natasha is laying on as she curled up in your lap.

"Can we at least watch a scary movie tonight?" Sam says. You point at him in agreement but Nat hits your hand.

"You know I hate scary movies." She whisper yells at you.

"Babe just one please. I'll make up for it later." You whisper in her ear.

"I say we watch Insidious." She gives you a thumbs up for approval to see if she did good. You giggle at the action and kiss her head.

"Now we are talking." Everyone starts agreeing and settling down.

"Let's watch Steven's choice first." You say. Some groan and others just agree. Steve is excited to watch his pick. He gives a few options. "Pitch Perfect!" You start chanting. Everyone starts chanting with you and Steve agrees.

You all start watching the movie and you half pay attention. You've watched this movie countless times already. Natasha notices and kisses your neck.

"You okay baby?" She asks.

"I'm good." She takes that as she can make you feel better. Her hand starts rubbing your side. Working to your waist. "Nat."

"Please Daddy." She pouts. You kiss her and relax. Her hand starts rubbing you over your shorts. But she makes quick work of getting to her goal. Reaching inside your boxers and stroking you.

She looks to you for approval as you keep your eyes on the screen biting your lip. You like it but she wants you to love it. A better reaction. She takes her hand and licks it. You eye her secretly.

"More." You whisper. She nods and sticks her finger to the back of her throat. "Quietly baby." She nods and get more spit on her hand. You glance around and no one is looking thankfully.

"Help daddy." You lift your shorts for her and she smiles. Rubbing over the tip first. Then quickly stroking you as you grip the blanket. Laying her head back on your shoulder again. She keeps rubbing her thumb over your slit for a bit.

Progressively she start fully stroking you. You start getting harder by the seconds. "Uhmmm I love the feeling of you getting hard daddy. You get so big." You groan. Some of the team looks at you and you act like your reaching for snacks on the floor next to you guys. Looking back to the screen.

"Daddy is going to fuck you until you beg me to stop." You feel her squeeze her legs together. "Finish getting me warmed up though baby." She continues giving you a handjob and you love it.

"Daddy touch me please." She pleads.

"Daddy always touches you. You are just returning the favor." She continues for a bit then just stops once the movie ends. You are throbbing hard. "Natalia. What are you doing?"

"My hands are tired." Uhmm. Interesting.

"Well your pussy isn't." As everyone is moving around preparing for the next movie you lift her hips. Sliding her shorts and underwear down a bit. Slipping inside of her easily. Her nails digging into your forearm as she sinks down.

"You can sit here and enjoy daddy being deep inside you. While we watch a scary movie." You buck your hip going deeper.

"I hate you." She whispers. You smile as the next movie starts. Natasha squirms throughout the movie and you had to tell her to stop repeatedly. Next she tried to rub her clit herself and you had to restrain her hands.

"I love the feeling of you clenching me each time you get scared. Uhmmm just like that baby. Your pussy feels so good." You look up and catch one set of eyes on you two. You smirk as you use your x-Ray vision. Of course.

"Daddy I want more." You sigh.

"Patience baby." The movie continues and it's nearing the end. You keep shifting your attention from your wife and a viewer. "Now daddy rewards you." You start rubbing Natasha's clit and she melts in your hold.

Locking eyes with your viewer and what she's doing. Your wife squeezing your forearm. Then her nails sink in scratching you. You whisper in her ear and she looks up. Within seconds her eyes screw shut and she cums hard. The way she just squeezed you was heavenly.

"Fuck. Ready to take this upstairs?"

"I'm exhausted." She announces loudly. Others agreeing with her. You carefully pull out of her and pull your shorts back up. The front of them a wet. You pull Nat's up and wrap her in the blanket. You stand with her hugging her from behind.

"Goodnight everybody." You wink at your peeping Tom. Both of you rush up to your room furtherest from everyone. Once in your room you are stripping Nat of her clothes. Kissing her with pure passion.

"Daddy I want you in my mouth." You nod and let her go. She drops to her knees and pulling your member out. Without a second thought she takes you all in. Hitting the back of her throat.

"Shit." You moan and grip her head. "You like how your cum tastes off my cock baby?" She nods while bobbling her head. "I love how you look up at me with my cock down your throat. You look gorgeous baby." She gags and you moan.

She pulls back and starts sucking your balls. Your knees might just go weak. The red head takes your hands in hers interlacing them. You look down and smile at her.

"Fuck my face daddy." She bats her lashes and you slowly press to the back of her throat. Holding and just bucking your hips. She gags a few times and you are a moaning mess.

Your door creaks open and you both notice, but the show must go on.

"Play with your pussy for me baby." She does as you keep fucking into the back of her throat. You can hear her wetness throughout the room.

"I want to fuck you." She nods. You shove your cock down her throat once more. Holding her there. She starts pulling back but you follow knocking her off balance. You feel her swallowing and tapping your leg. "Hold it."

She taps harder and you release her. She lays on the floor breathing heavily. Just trying to catch her breath as you dive face first into her cunt.

Lapping up her wetness. She squeals from the sudden pleasure. You use your ice breath to make it cold. Licking her clit.

"Fuck. Yes daddy. Just like that." You smirk as you lick her clit as fast as you can. Her moans get louder as you basically form a vibration. "Daddy more. I'm so close. Please. Make your wife cum."

"As you ask you shall receive babygirl." You add your fingers in and curl them. Rubbing right against her G-Spot. "You feel so good around my fingers baby. So pretty taking me so well. Uhm I could do this all day. If only everyone could see how good you take me. You love everything daddy gives you?"

"Yes. Yes! I love it. More. Fuck me harder. Faster." You use your super speed to finger fuck her faster and harder. "Yes! Yes!" She arches up and her legs shake.

"Cum." The knot snaps and she screams out your name. Pushing your fingers out and squirting in your face. "Such a good girl." You rub her hips. She looks to you and grabs your hands. You crawl up and lay next to her. Kissing her.

She licks your face to clean her juices. “Such a nasty fucking girl. I love it.” You continue rubbing her clit softly.

"Is she still watching?" You nod. "Well time for the grand finale." She kisses you and starts stroking you. "Fuck me senseless."

"Make you feel it in the morning." She smirks as you sit up. Opening her legs and slowly entering into her in missionary. Only the tip taking it in and out repeatedly.

"Fuck." You both moan.

"Deeper. I want all of it." You hear your peeping Tom gasp. You push Natasha legs back her feet next to her head.

"Hold your legs for daddy like a good girl." She does as you slide your hand to her throat. Putting your thumb in her mouth holding her face and she sucks on it. "You ready to feel me nice and deep baby?" Natasha nods so fast. "Keep your eyes on me baby."

"Okay daddy." You smile as you slowly start pushing into her. Her eyes screwing shut from the pleasure.

"Open." She opens her eyes again and you continue pushing deeper giving her every inch. You look to see your member disappearing into her. "Fuck baby it's looks so good. You can take all of daddy right?"

"Yes daddy. Fuck you are so big. I want it all give it to me. Pound me." You smirk and stop going slow dropping your hips until your thighs meet. She squeals and lets her legs go. You choke her.

"Did I say let go?" She shakes her head no and grabs her legs again. "Pretty little obedient slut." You drop you hips repeatedly into Natasha and she is moaning loudly. "Sound so pretty too. You feel good baby?"

Your wife loves when you are gentle like this. You aren't a complete sap but it's a sliver of it. She nods her head not able to form any words. “Good because no one does it better than daddy.” You start to pick up the pace.

Natasha let’s her legs go wrapping them around you. To her you are reaching deeper. Her nails scratching at your back.

“Fuck. Daddy.” You choke her harder so she’s can be quiet.

“Don’t cum yet.” You fuck her harder as much as you can. You release your hold on her throat and she moaning loudly. “Yes. Let the whole tower know I fuck you so good.”

“Daddy please.” She pleads and she’s squeezing you so tight.

“Cum moya lyubov.” Her body arches up into yours and you can no longer move your hips. The scream that rips from her lips is so loud. You are sure Captain Marvel heard it out in the galaxy.

Following right behind your wife you cum in her. Her legs shaking. “I feel so full baby.” You smile and kiss her. “Don’t move yet.” You oblige and pepper her face in kisses. You look in her eyes and catch everything she’s saying with out saying them.

“You sure?”

“More than anything. Maybe arrange something?”

“Can I watch my cum leak out of you first?” You ask and hover over her.

“No I want every drop.” She pulls her legs up so none can come out and moans from the position. You slowly start to pull out of her.

“So fucking gorgeous.” You kiss her. “I love you Natalia.”

“Stop stalling and get her in here. I want to watch Daddy fuck someone like she fucks me.” Your member jumps. “And I see my dick likes the idea too.” She starts stroking you and you sigh.

“Get in here……”

Part 2

She whimpers and you hear Nat moan. "Words baby."

"I....... I uhhh..." You shhhh her and look into her eyes.

"You are going to do as I say..." She looks away and you grab her face to look at you again. "You are off to a bad start right now princess. You want this or not?"

"Yes..." You raise an eyebrow and hold your hand up so Nat doesn't speak. She knows better. "Yes daddy." You smile.

"Good. Can daddy be rough with you?" Consent. Always ask.

"Yes daddy."

"Anything you don't want to do communicate. If it's to much say yellow. If you need it to stop. Red, okay?" She nods and you raise your eyebrow again.

"Yes daddy." She rushes out. You look to Nat and you see her rubbing her clit. You smile as an idea pops into your head.

"You want to see Natalia pussy filled with my cum?" You asks as you bring your hand to Wanda's hair.

"Yes daddy." You yank her over and walk her to the bed. Bringing her face to Nat's pussy. Natasha stops touching herself. Uhmm such a good girl right now.

"Stick your tongue out slut." Wanda obeys immediately and you guide her head to lick Nat. "Eat my cum out of Nat's pussy." Hungrily Wanda latches her whole mouth on Nat's pussy. You release Wanda and make sure the door is locked.

You take off your shirt and watch Nat's face in pure bliss. "She taste good princess?"

"Yes daddy. So good."

"Make her cum for me." You walk to Nat and she tries grabbing your member. "Slow your roll babygirl. Is she doing a good job?"

"So fuck.... Right there. Just like that ohhh baby don’t stop." All you hear is slurping. Natasha right leg shaking which is a give away that she's close. You look at Wanda and she gets the silent message you send her. She snakes her hand up and enters Natasha with 3 fingers. Pounding them into her.

"Ohhh shit. Daddy. I'm....." You choke your wife. The prettiest smile across her face.

"You like how she's fucking you? Fucking you like the greedy little cum slut you are. Pounding into you almost as good as me." You see it in her body movements she's about to cum. "Don't you dare fucking cum." A whine falls from her lips once air fills her lungs again.

Repeatedly telling her to hold it as she pleads for you to let her cum. Wanda slowing her movements as you asked. Natasha pouts because you are giving Wanda more power than her.

"That's enough Wanda. Take your clothes off for me. Natalia get my dick nice and wet for Wanda's pussy." Both of you raising a challenging eyebrow at each other.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you Natty." Wanda says.

"What is she thinking?" Natasha holds up her hand as she climbs over to you. Kissing your cheek.

"I was just thinking you can get it wet by using my pussy daddy." You look to Wanda and you know that's not what she was thinking. She settles on her knees in a very submissive position.

"I can do that baby. Let Wanda use your mouth to return the favor."

"I didn't even....." You glare at her and she stops talking. "Okay Daddy."

"Ass up. I want a nice view of everything." Wanda gets on the bed kind of shy. Natasha motions for her to come kiss her. They start making out as you watch. Stroking your member. You put the tip in Nat and she moans softly.

You hear Wanda moan into the kiss and how wet she is because Nat is rubbing her fingers through her fold. Pushing further into Nat she breaks the kiss.

"Daddy she's so wet."

"I know I hear it baby. Let daddy get a taste." Nat slides a finger into Wanda quickly and then takes it out. Wanda moans at the quick and sudden movement. Nat raises the finger back to your mouth. You lock eyes with Wanda and lick from the knuckle to the tip. Then take the whole finger into your mouth.

Humming in an approving manner that she tastes good. Releasing Nat's finger with a pop. "You taste so fucking good princess. Try it Natalia." Without hesitation Natasha starts returning the favor as you push deeper into her.

Wanda can't take her eyes off of you as you keep looking at her while fucking into Nat. Moans falling from her lips but she wasn't breaking eye contact. It's like the couch situation all over again during movie night.

Natasha notices Wanda staring at you and decides to add her fingers to it. Wanda falls back on the bed and moans loudly. Both of them moaning is music to your ears.

You lean down and your nipples come in contact with Nat's skin. She hums at the feeling. You reach one hand to rub her clit while the other holds you up.

"Make her cum baby so you can cum. I want to feel my wife cum so hard. It's so addicting baby. Can you do that for me?" You whisper in her ear as you watch Wanda get closer and closer to her climax. Nat pulls her mouth away but her fingers keep pumping into Wanda.

"Yes daddy. I want more." You falter a bit making her smile. She knew she caught you by surprise. Withdrawing your hand from her clit and using her wetness for her request. Using your thumb you circle her asshole.

"You sure malyshka?"

"Yes daddy." You stand up straight again and pick up your pace again. Your thumb rubbing over her rear entrance applying slight pressure. "Inside daddy." She wiggles her ass and you fuck into her pussy as deep as you can.

"Beg me." You need the upper ground back. Natasha starts begging as you keep pounding into her. Wanda is a moaning mess and you know she's going to cum any second.

"Daddy fuck me. Please." Natasha starts fucking you back. You love watching her ass move each time your bodies meet. You coat her asshole in spit along with thumb. Teasing it. "Daddy...." She whines. You never knew she would want it this bad.

Your thumb is in to the first knuckle. Your wife moans loudly and you pound her harder.

"Make Wanda cum so you can cum." The room is filled with moans, how wet both of them are, and your hips meeting Nat's. "Wanda look at me." You demand. "You look at me when you cum. Don't you dare look away."

"Yes Daddy." Nat picks up the pace and Wanda is struggling to keep her eyes on you.

"Don't you dare look......"

"Daddy can I cu.....?" Nat starts to ask but you swat her ass.

"No. Wanda! If you look away you will regret it." You fuck into Nat even harder and she resorts to just rubbing Wanda's clit. "Cum." Wanda cums and keeps looking at you until she couldn't. A string of cuss words falling from her lips. You were satisfied that she tried. Nat follows behind cumming hard as you push your thumb deeper.

You keep fucking into her. She slowly becomes prone on the bed. Moaning loudly for you not to stop. Your hips pounding into her at a unreal speed because of your powers. Both of her legs shaking.

"Daddy fuck! It's so good. So so good! I'm cumming. Can I cum?"

"Cum." Her nails digging into your skin. You slow your movements and kiss along her back. The way she sucks you in is amazing. "Fuck. I love how you feel baby." Heavy breathing from her and Wanda.

You remove your thumb from her ass and she moans. Then you rub her body in a soothing manner and motion for Wanda to come to you. She climbs across the bed to you. "Nat?"

"Yes." You look at Wanda as you gently caress her face. She nods agreeing that you can kiss her. You kiss her and Nat cranes her neck to see it. Smiling at how you are easing Wanda into your familiar dynamic.

You slide your hand down to her neck. Breaking the kiss and lightly squeezing. "Next time you cum...." You add a little more pressure restricting her air more. "You ask for fucking permission. Okay?" She nods and you kiss her then release her.

Pushing her back on the bed and pulling out of Nat. You lift Nat up swiftly and kiss her. Her wetness covering your abs as she wraps her legs around you. Nat breaks the kiss and starts kissing your neck.

Wanda just watching in pure admiration. You hear something outside your door with your super hearing. No way.....

Nat grabs your face and makes you looks at her. The look on your face says it all. "We will deal with them later." You nod. "Can I play with myself?"

"Yes baby. You've been so good for daddy. And the orgasm you had you looked so fucking beautiful."

"I love you." She kisses you once more. Then you throw her on the bed. Surprising her. You grab Wanda calf and pulled her to you.

"I think my dick is nice and wet for you now. You think you can take all of me princess?" You rub her and she moans softly.

"Yes daddy. I want it so badly." You tease her rubbing your dick on her clit. "Feels so good."

"I bet it's going to feel even better with my dick buried deep in your pussy." You start teasing her entrance.

"Daddy please. Use me." Without much more thought you push in. Slow enough for her to adjust. Wanda wraps her legs around you to rush it pulling you in closer. Your hips completely meet and she start wiggling.

"Awhhhh. Fuck. Fuck! You are so deep. Daddy. Daddy!" She pushes at your hips and whines. You stay buried in her.

Nat laughs because that was her reaction the first few times you two would fuck.

"Thought you said you could handle it Princess. Too much for you?"

"Uhmmm your so big." You buck your hips into her and she yelps. The sound of how wet Natasha is fills the room. Fuck she is a waterfall lately. "You can move daddy."

Slowly you pull out until only the tip is in. Slowly pushing back in building your pace progressively. Wanda moans filling the room. You hear Natasha panting.

You move faster and faster until you are pounding into her. Wanda begging and pleading. You love how vocal she is.

"Fuck her harder daddy." You look to Nat and see her fingers buried in her pussy. You groan at the sight and fuck into Wanda as hard as you can. Clapping from your thighs meeting is loud. You lift Wanda's hips from the bed.

You can't help it. You use your super speed to fuck her even faster. Wanda is screaming at this point.

"Can I cum?" You smile at her asking this time.

"Cum all you want. Daddy using your pussy like you asked." You see red mist start to form. Wanda's eyes screwed shut. The mist gets bigger as you hear her breathing seize. Both you and Nat rub her soothingly as you ease her back onto the bed.

"Wanda baby. Let go. Cum. Let it all go." Nat coaches.

"Breath baby." You slow down and the mist disappears.

"No. No please don't stop. Use me. I want it. I'm right there Daddy." You keep moving slow. Nat settles behind Wanda rubbing her hands over her boobs. "Use me. Please. It's your pussy daddy." Wanda pleads even more.

You three are about to end up somewhere else. Nat chokes Wanda for you as you start fucking her into the mattress roughly.

The mist starts again and you don't care. Wanda's body vibrating at this point from the overwhelming build up.

"Cum for me princess. Let daddy feel it. Cum all over my dick. Be a good girl like Nat." A breeze picks up in the room and you just zero in on Wanda. A scream rips from Wanda lips as you pound into her even harder ready to cum too.

"Cum in her daddy. I want to eat it out of her pussy like she did earlier. Fill her up. Make her take it." You close your eyes and keep fucking into her.

Both of them chanting yes. "Imma fill you up baby. Cum deep. Fuck! Fuck! Talk to me baby."

"Fill me up. It's your pussy daddy. All yours. Use it however you want. Whenever you want. Use me like the greedy cunt I am."

You squeeze the bed not wanting to hurt her from your super strength. You look to Nat and cum. Wanda cums again and you don't have the energy to punish her for it.

You kiss her then Nat. You slowly pull out and Nat without a second thought starts slurping your cum out of Wanda. Nat hovers over Wanda mouth.

Nat opens her mouth over Wanda's and you watch your cum fall from her lips into Wanda's mouth. Fuck is that hot. Wanda moans while you are panting and look around. Definitely not your bedroom anymore.

"You ever cum that hard before?" Nat asks Wanda as you lay on the bed.

"Never. Fuck I'm so sorry." She transports you 3 back to your bedroom. "I didn't know I....." You laugh and kiss her cheek.

"It's okay Princess. You okay? Not to much?" She nods. Nat climbs on top of you. Kissing your neck and laying her head on your chest.

"It's not to much. I loved it. I've never been fucked like that. And how deep you were. Ughhh please tell me we can do this again?"

"Ohhh babygirl that's just the beginning. Definitely be a next time." Nat says and laughs. All three of you lay there spent.

"So who is in the hall now?" Wanda asks. You and Nat look at each other.

"It's......."

Part 3

"You'll love it bebe." She kisses you then pats your cheek. She walks back to the bed in lingerie. "So Y/n before I begin do you want some pleasure or none?" She holds up the vibrating cock ring.

Walking back to you. She smiles at you innocently. Dropping to her knees in front of you.

"Natalia this is your final warning." She pulls your member out of your boxers and licks up to the tip. You bite your lip. "You are being a bad girl right now."

"Consider us even then Y/n. Because you were being bad Y/n." She licks over the tip a few times then takes you into her mouth.

"It's not being bad. It's giving you a punishment..... Fuck. Natasha let me go. Now!" You feel her swallow and moan. "I'm going to fuck the shit out of you!" You pull at the restraints again as she laughs.

Stroking your member. Then slowly putting the cock ring on you and your balls. Standing up again.

"I'll be nice and put it on a low setting." She walks back to the bed sliding her hands over both women's bodies. She has then bound to the bed and gagged.

"Now you get to watch me be in control Y/n." She looks back at you and leans down. Her ass fully on display. The butt plug on display. She been wearing different ones all week. Fuck does red look amazing on her. "Who do I fuck first?"

"Our other fan or your very own fan." She kisses one on the cheek. Then the other. "I think your very own fan should be first."

"Natalia."

"Ohhh don't worry. They know the rules. They also know this is your punishment."

"If you..."

"Do I need to gag you?" She asks as she gets up from the bed again. "You have no control right now. None. So be quiet."

"I...." She moves quickly and gags you.

"Not another word sweetheart." She kisses your cheek. Walking back to the bed. Running her hand up the brunette's body. "Hi Kate baby. I know you love seeing Y/n. Watching her abs flex. Bet you imagined her while playing with yourself. I'll give you a slight preview. Maybe one day I'll let her fuck you. For now you have to settle."

Natasha pulls out a strap on. Holding it up to you.

"You think this is big enough compared to you?" You roll your eyes. "I think it's a close second. Not as thick as you Daddy. I'll make it work." She puts it on and walks to Kate. "Should Maria get it nice and wet for your pussy?" Kate shakes her head.

"Looks like a yes to me." Your wife walks around the bed to Maria. Taking the gag off and lining up the toy with her mouth. "Make it wet so you can give Y/n head while I fuck my new little play thing."

Maria obeys. Natasha fucking into her mouth and smiles hearing her gag repeatedly. Kate moans and you notice the vibrator inside of her. Nat slowly starts releasing Maria while fucking her face.

"Ohhh Y/n I see why you like fucking my face so much. The view. The sound. I bet it feels fucking amazing." She pushes to the back of Maria throat and she moans as Maria pats her thigh. She pulls back and Maria gasp for air. "And why you make me tap. Fuck. One more time."

She pushes until Maria nose touches her abs. Maria taps repeatedly at Nat's leg and she doesn't ease up. Just like you. She releases Maria after a few more seconds. Climbing off of her and onto Kate.

"Go to Y/n and give her head. She's not allowed to cum." Maria obeys and drops on her knees in front of you. "Eyes here only Y/n. Don't look away." You growl making her smile.

Maria takes you into her mouth and you moan. Natasha pulls the vibrator out of Kate and sees how wet she is. Natasha lays the strap along Kate's body. Almost reaching her belly button.

"Ohhh you are going to love this." She lubes Kate up and the toy. "Remember open and closed hand for me to stop. Okay?" Kate nods. "You watching. I know you love seeing your cock disappear into me."

Natasha slowly starts easing into Kate. Kate moans loudly when Nat is about half way. "Already bigger than other suitors. Well guess what? You're a slut and I'm going to use you like the slut you are. So take it and don't complain."

Natasha keeps working her way in and Kate is a moaning mess. Maria is licking and sucking your balls while stroking you. Fuck this master plan she put together is something. To bad you are going to get payback too.

Finally Nat is all the way in. She locks eyes with you as she holds in place while Kate kicks her legs like she does.

"It's like looking in a mirror isn't it Y/n." You just keep looking at her. She slowly pulls out and pushes back in. "You want to hear her don't you?" You don't move or anything.

Natasha smirks. She knows she in deep shit if you get free, but that's the thrill of everything. She takes the gag off of Kate and starts to pick up her pace. Kate moans loudly. You close your eyes for a brief moment.

You might be mad but your wife looks hot as fuck.

"It's nice and deep isn't it princess? You love it don't you. You love me using your little fuck hole. Making it mine even though you want it to be my wife's." Kate moans loudly at that last line. "Ohhh Y/n she would be a lovely little play thing. Fuck just look at how well she's taking me."

"Give me more please. I want to cum please. I'm so close. Use me Nat please." Kate pleads and the most evil smile forms across Nat's face. She leans down and kisses the brunette.

"Of course sweetheart." Nat lifts both of Kate's legs up. Her knees to her chest. Without warning she starts fucking into Kate roughly. Kate is screaming at how good its is. No doubt she won't be able to walk after this.

Nat frees her hands and they instantly go to her back scratching it up. Both of them moaning and Maria stops giving you head to watch. Nat choking the young brunette and you can see Nat is having a hard time trying to keep going.

Meaning Kate is close, but also she's a squirter.

"That's it baby. That's it. Keep taking my cock." Kate pushes Nat out and squirts. Nat smiles and rubs Kate's clit softly. "Such a good girl. I want you to do it again." Nat enters 3 fingers into Kate and rubs her clit. Pounding into her at a bruising pace. Kate submits to the pleasure and just moans loudly.

"Squirt all over me baby. Come on." Nat pushes her hand down onto Kate's lower abdomen. Kate starts arching up as much as she can and Nat keeps up her pace. "Cum you little slut. Cum so daddy can have a taste of that sweet little pussy."

Maria moans and you notice she's playing with herself. Fuck..... okay. You don't know how much more you can take. Kate moaning and wetness bring you back to her.

"I'm cumming." Kate squirts while Nat fingers are fucking into her still. "Shiiiii. Okay. Okay." Nat pulls her hand out and watches Kate arousal drip from her fingers. Nat gets up and walks to you. Leaving Kate breathing heavily on the bed.

"You want to try baby?" She holds them to your mouth wiping it across your lips and the gag. She laughs and drops her fingers to Maria's mouth. Maria takes them in without hesitation. You growl as best as you can. "You don't get rewards. You’ve been bad, so baby girl is punishing you. Maria baby. On the bed ass up. Eat Kate's pussy for me."

"Yes ma'am." Natasha smirks as Maria does as asked. Nat straddles you and stroking your member.

"Uhmmm." You moan.

"Missed my touch love?" You drop your head against her shoulder but she pulls you back up. "I'm not done yet. Also no cumming for you tonight. So this....." She pulls the cock ring off of you. "No more pleasure. Hope it's not to painful baby." She kisses your lips and the gag.

She gets up and walks to the bed. Smacking Maria's ass a few times.

"Maria baby I want you to ride me. You think you can handle all of this?"

"Yes. Anything you want."

"Ohhh such a cute little obedient thing. Go slow for me then babygirl." Natasha lays on the bed making sure you have a good angle. Kate is panting and taking a break. Or so she thought.

"Katie baby. My face. It's cold. Need your pussy to warm it up." You yank at the restraints again and Nat laughs. Maria works her way down the toy taking more and more. Seeing it go in and out had you throbbing.

All of them moaning and it filling the room. Fuck. You pull at the restraints some more and still can't get free. You need too.

Maria is riding Nat and taking the whole toy. Nat hips bucking up to meet her. Maria yelps and you notice that this is all about reaction. Not Nat's but yours. She knows what drives you crazy. Kate and Maria start making out.

Ohhhhh my......

Maria breaks the kiss and Kate starts rubbing Maria's clit. "Can I cum?" Nat taps her hip twice and fucks into her harder. "Ohhhh shiiuii that's good. I'm cumming." Everyone's movement gets sloppy and you know Nat is cumming too.

Kate is just a moaning mess. Nat pushes them both off of her. They both lay on the bed as your wife walks to you. Dropping the strap on. She runs her finger through her slit and then wipes it on your face.

"You feel how wet they got me? Made me cum." She wipes some more on your face and then smacks you. "You ever going to tell me no again daddy?"

"Uhmm mhm hmm."

"Uhm that doesn't sound like the right answer. You wanna try again." She takes the gag out of your mouth.

"Fuck you."

"Uhmm not what I wanted to hear. So...." She stands up on the chair and puts her pussy in your face. "Eat it baby. I know you want to taste me." You latch onto her clit and you moan at the taste of her. Fuck.

"That's enough you greedy whore." She yanks you away by your hair and hops off you. "I love you. You look beautiful with my juices covering your face." She licks your cheek and moans. "Fuck do I taste good." You pull at the restraints again and she smiles.

"I tied them good, didn't I?"

"Natalia release me now and I'll be a little more forgiving when I punish you."

"I'm having fun being in control Y/n. Be patience." She walks away from you and whispers to Kate and Maria. Nat lays on the bed as Kate and Maria settle between her legs.

Kissing her thighs and working towards her center. Kate reaches her right hand up to play with Nat's nipples. Nat has sensitive nipples.

"Fuck." Maria takes Nat's clit into her mouth and sucking on it. Kate is teasing her entrance with her left hand. Maria releases her clit and both of them lick at her clit now.

Nat moans loudly once Kate's fingers enter her. Yet she takes them out not satisfied with just two and adds another. "Ohhh fuck." Both women smile satisfied to hear Nat. You are painfully hard at this point.

How to make your thoughts annoyingly loud..... Screaming even. Fuck.... Hear me!

Kate picks up the pace and leans up to pay attention to Nat's boobs. While Maria focus on Nat's clit.

"You like how they fuck you Natalia? You love the attention. Is Kate stretching you the way you like?" Nat only moans in response.

"Ohhhh the way you are squeezing my fingers baby. Cum for me. Cum for us."

"I'm so close...." Nat says.

"Impress us baby. Right now you aren't doing that." Kate keeps her pace going. Both of them slowly trapping Nat. Nat starts arching up and whimpers are falling from her lips.

"Yes yes yes. Just keep cumming baby." Kate keeps going and Nat moans get louder. She's cumming. Kate takes her fingers out and Maria pushes hers in keeping the same pace.

"Fuck.... Wait..... wait."

"Wait what babygirl?" You are literally screaming in your head. Nat releases an animalistic scream. Yanking the sheets off the bed from them just continuing to finger fuck her into oblivion. Switching between each other.

Finally you feel a hand on your shoulder. "Ohhh Natty being a bad girl. I brought you a special guest." You smile as Wanda starts untying you snapping her fingers and the kryptonite ropes are gone.

"You handle them. Nat is all mine." Wanda nods and you kiss her. "Thank you for hearing me."

"Ohhh please..... your thoughts were insanely fucking loud. I heard you screaming." You smile and look at your special guest. Uhmmm even better.

"Like I said. Thank you baby." She smiles at you. You stand and walk to the bed. You make a motion with your hand. Wanda gets the message and stops the movement. Yanking both women away from Nat. You climb on the bed and choke Nat.

"Told you that you would hate me getting free. Now catch your breath because your mine now." You release her and look to Wanda. She restrains Nat.

"Buck welcome to the party." You kiss him. "Uhmm. Very different." You reach down and stroke him over his pants. He groans making you smile. "You think you can give me head and fuck my wife?" He nods. "Verbal."

"Yes..."

"It's daddy." You pat his cheek. "Strip and wait by Maria."

"Okay Daddy." He rushes to do what you ordered. You disappear into the closet grabbing some things. Once back out you take the strap Nat had earlier.

"You pretty girl get to cock warm this until I'm ready for you." You tell Kate as you insert the strap into her. She moans loudly. You double tap it once it's all the way in making her groan a bit. You then tie a vibrator to her thigh directly on her clit. Placing it on a low setting.

You kiss Kate and then walk to Maria.

"Get Bucky's dick ready for Nat's pussy. Then you'll get what I have planned for you." You walk back to Kate and put the vibrator on the highest settling. You smile at the room so far.

"Daddy....." You block Nat out and look to Wanda. Walking to her losing your shirt as you walk over.

"Maria is all yours if you want baby." She smiles as you caress her face and kiss her.

"Can I cum?" Kate asks you break the kiss and look at her then at Wanda.

"Wanda says yes. I say no. Only one is the right answer Katie." You look back to Wanda again. "Can you make that toy pound into her pussy?"

"I can." You wink at her. Wanda uses her powers to fuck the dildo into Kate. She gets louder and it's music to your ears. “Cum Kate.” You walk back to the bed settling on it with Nat again.

"Are you ready baby?" You ask as you slide your fingers into her. She gasp. "You are. Bucky over here now." You hear his dick pop from Maria's mouth. Bless Wanda for already attaching the restraints to Nat hands already. He climbs on the bed and smiles.

"She's all yours. Don't cum in my wife." He nods and enters her while you make her look at you the whole time. "Keep it slow Bucky. You are going to match the pace I fuck Kate at."

You get to Kate and it's a puddle on the chair and floor. You remove the toy from her pussy. The vibrator still going. "Daddy please."

"Okay baby. Okay." You stop the vibration and she relaxes. You remove it from her and her pussy is so red. "Can you still take more?"

"Anything for you Daddy. I just need a break." You nod and look to Wanda.

"Go eat Wanda's pussy with Maria. I'll get you in a minute." She obeys and does as told. You put both of your hands in the puddles Kate left.

You walk to Nat wiping it all over her face. Then licking your fingers in her face. She groans and pulls the restraints. You smile man payback is a bitch. Bucky keeps his slow pace and she hates it. "Daddy please make him go faster."

"Uhhmmm nice of you to ask but no. No more speaking privilege for you." You take both Kate's and Wanda's thong shoving them into her mouth. "Bucky. Stop and just rub her clit. She's not allowed to cum."

"Yes daddy." Uhmm all the control. You stand over Nat on the bed and it gives you an idea for your next activity. Bucky without hesitation takes you into his mouth. Ohh shit....

Wanda is moaning and you hear how wet she is. Ohhh yes. Bucky deep throats you and holds it.

"Fuck that's so good. Buck please tell me I can fuck your throat. Ohhh please...." He hums then pulls back. "Let me know if I'm to rough."

"Yes daddy." Ohhh you love this. You guide his head slow at first but making sure you feel him swallow. You close your eyes and throw your head back. You couldn't wait to get some relief.

"Hold this for me sweetheart." You push to the back of his throat and hold it. He swallows once but then starts gagging. Yet he doesn't pat your leg. You keep holding and it makes your leg shake you pull back.

Your dick covered in spit. You lean down and kiss him. "Good job sweetheart. That was amazing." That last line you look at Nat. You leave the bed and walk to Wanda, Maria and Kate.

"Make her cum girls." You walk behind Wanda and choke her. "Cum for them baby. Be such a good girl. I'll reward you with my cum deep in you later if you do. I know you love the feeling of me painting your walls. So full of my cum. Cum for me." You whisper in her ear and she grabs your arm that's choking her.

Her nails clawing at your forearm. "Ohhhhh shit Daddy. Can I?"

"Cum. Such a good girl for asking." You kiss her neck as she cums. Her legs shaking. Maria pulls back while Kate drinks down as much of Wanda that she can.

"Uhmmm. Kate baby you like pussy?"

"Yes daddy."

"Uhmmm good you get to look at one while I fuck yours." You kiss Wanda once more and lift Kate. You carry her over to the bed and make her stand over Nat's face. "Eyes here Natalia. Kate you look at Nat and let me know if she's close. Okay?"

"Yes daddy."

"Good. Bucky you ready?"

"Yes daddy." You smile and push into Kate. Ohhh shit she is tight. You rub her clit as you push in even more. Ohhh shit this is good. You start slow and you hear Nat whining.

Kate gasps once you are all the way in and death grips the head board. "Toy is no comparison is it?"

"No Daddy. Stretching me so good." You smile. You start moving faster and look to Wanda fucking Maria with her powers. Wanda isn't holding back fucking Maria senseless.

Without you noticing you start fucking into Kate rougher. Bucky keeping up. Him and you groaning. Kate moaning but she's watching Natasha.

"Daddy she's close."

"Good girl. Bucky stop." He pulls out of Nat and she kicks her legs in frustration. Before you snap your fingers Wanda already restrain them. "Ohhh Natalia such a bad girl. Edge her Buck." He nods and settles on fingering her.

You continue fucking into Kate lifting her hips so her feet are no longer on the bed. Pounding into her. She reaches back towards you to find something to ground her. Yet you start using your super speed and she's gets even louder.

You feel her get tighter and tighter.

"Daddy, Daddy...... Can I.... Ohhh shiiii...... Can I cum?"

"Cum. Cum all over my cock and Natalia's pretty face." Kate's legs are shaking and you know she's going to be spent after this.

"Holy shiiiii. Daddy. Daddy. Fuck." She squirts and you keep fucking into her. No signs of stopping. You feel her squirting all over your thighs. "Daddy!"

"Just take it baby." You keep pounding into her and she's already clenching your dick again. "Don't ask baby just cum." You pull her up against your body and lightly choke her. She tries bracing herself and she can't.

She cums hard and you help her ride it out. You ease out of her and her arousal drips out onto Nat. You smile and carefully lay Kate down. "You did good mamas." You kiss her body and rub her body soothingly. You kiss her and she smiles into the kiss.

"Thank you daddy." You look to Bucky and he is still edging Nat. Tears in her eyes. "Buck break." He nods and leaves the bed. You lean down over Nat. "You had enough babe? Sexually frustrated?"

"Hmmummm."

"Ohhh no. You need more." She nods her head vigorously. "You just want to cum. This greedy little cunt is so desperate to be filled. You sorry yet?"

"Uhmm mhhm."

"I think your lying." You take the gag out of her mouth. Nat starts pleading her case. Begging you to touch her. You motion for Bucky to come over. He comes over and you whisper in his ear. He nods.

Natasha keeps begging until Bucky gets on the bed on all fours. You get behind him.

"Y/n....."

"Ohhh relax Natalia. It's for you." Bucky lifts her up and you lay where she was. "You down to be doubled baby?" You ask as you pull the butt plug out of her. Ohh this is a bigger one.

"Yes. Please." You smile. You lube up her ass while Bucky kisses her. Bucky slowly lowers Nat on to you. The warmth and how Nat is wrapped around you. Damn.....

You hold Nat and takes a deep breath. Shit......

"You are beyond fucking tight. Baby...." You whimper. Nat is gripping Bucky super tight. It's takes a bit but finally you bottom out in her. Both of you moaning at the feeling.

"You sure you still want double?"

"Yes Daddy. Please fill all my holes up." You reach around and rub her clit. Giving Bucky the go ahead. He starts to enter her and you feel his dick rubbing yours as he enters. "Yes! Yes Daddy. Fuck....."

You interlace your hands with hers. "Let us know when we can move." She squeezes your hand for a bit then it loosens. Slowly you two start runting into her. Each one of you moaning.

"Y/n I love you. Fuck this feels amazing." You agree. "Give it to me. I want to cum." Ohhh you can do that any day of the week. You pick up the pace with Bucky.

Wanda climbs on to the bed. “Can I use her mouth Daddy?” She asks nicely. Natasha already has her mouth open. Welcoming the strap attached to Wanda hips.

“Go ahead Princess.” Wanda smiles and fucks Natasha’s mouth. You make sure to keep your hand interlaced with Nat’s just in case it’s to much.

Bucky is the first to tap.

“Daddy can I cum?”

“Yes cum all over her tits for me Buck.” He pulls out and continues to stroke himself until he showers Nat’s boobs with his cum. You smile as you keep fucking into her. She moans louder and Wanda hits the back of her throat.

Nat squeezes your hand extremely tight.

“Wanda enough.” She gets off the bed. “You think you learned enough yet baby?”

“Yes Daddy. I’m sorry for being a bad girl.”

“Ohhh you are. I bet, but just to make sure.” You pound into her a few times then pull out of her. Laying her on the bed. You signal to Wanda as you kiss Nat.

“Bad girls don’t get to cum or be in control.” Wanda restrains Nat again. “You ever…. And I mean ever pull something like this again because I told you no. You won’t be happy my love.”

“Daddy I’m sorry wait. Wait…. What’s my punishment?”

“This.” You pull Wanda onto the bed and have her on all fours over Nat. “And no cumming for a week. You get to watch Wanda’s face as I fill her full of my cum.” Without much more of an explanation you start fucking Wanda.

“Use me daddy.”

“Of course baby.” You start plowing into her making it hard for her to brace herself. She moaning so loud and you are so close. Wanda clenching around you.

“Daddy I’m close.” You are determined to make her cum first.

“Fuck. Cum princess. I want to feel it.” Wanda’s arms give out and you hold her up as she cums. Yet you quickly follow after.

“Ohhh yes Daddy.” You ride it out then pull out of Wanda. Fuck.

“Kate.” She hums in respond. “Eat my wife’s cum out of Wanda’s pussy. I want to see you swallow every last drop.” Nat orders.

“Yes ma’am.” You lay on the bed next to Nat releasing her from the restraints. You pull her on top of you. Wanda whimpers and Kate moans.

“Did you really have to call me a pussy?” You laugh and kiss your wife.

“Well it’s the only fitting insult. You are what you eat aren’t you?”

“I could’ve been a dick too.” You roll your eyes. “How did my ass feel?”

“I was about to be a minute man.” She laughs. “Kate that’s enough she can’t handle much more.” Kate sits back on the heels of her feet and wipe her mouth. Kate settles on the bed between you and Wanda. She lays her head on Wanda chest.

Nat motions for Maria and Bucky to get on the bed too.

“No one share anything with anyone else. Is that clear?” Nat says.

“Deal as long as we can do this again.” Maria says.

“I agree.” Kate says.

“Helps with all the pent up frustration. Plus you two are a hot ass couple.” Bucky adds in. You look at Nat and Wanda. Silently having a conversation.

“Consider this a little secret society.”

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Yes, you got her jewelry and flowers, reservations at the best places and holidays every three months. But she didn’t ask for it. You expressed your love through those things, and she was happy to let you spoil her.

But then, the merger.

The company you worked for and another one were now one big, corporate clusterfuck and you were assigned to fix the mess. 

For the past month, you’d only been home for dinner a handful of times, and the one night you tried your luck with a reservation, you were held back in a meeting and lost your spot.

Wanda was more understanding than you deserved, and you had promised an entire month off to do as she pleased once work got better.

There was one thing, however, that Wanda couldn’t really stand.

The lack of intimacy.

You still woke up with your arms around her, kissed her long and hard before you went off to work. But eating her out on the kitchen counter? Now it was littered with reports and binders, work that you carried home and interrupted life as Wanda knew it.

She missed waking up to the sight of your face buried between her legs. Most days, she’d wake up to the sound of your phone ringing, the partners in Europe too eager to wait for a decent time.

Wanda knew you, better than anyone. You were always one to fuck her anywhere she’d let you, anytime. Right now, you just needed… a little spark to start the fire.

She could do that alright.

—

The plan was simple. A little bit of contact that would hopefully make you hungry for more. It wasn’t teasing, because Wanda would gladly give in to anything you wanted.

“What a day” you sigh, kicking the door as you step into the foyer. “Babe?”

“In here” Wanda calls, grateful when she hears you removing your shoes as you walk inside. 

“What are you…? Oh, that’s nice” you smile, noticing the candles lit around the living room, the scent of lavender permeating the air. 

“I was just meditating” she lies, scooting over so you sit by her side on the couch. You smile, hand going to squeeze her thigh as you sit down next to her. The contact almost makes her flinch, hoping your hand would travel higher. “How was work?”

“The same. Well, not as bad. The new sales team finally agreed on something. Though that something was what to get for lunch”

“It’s a start” Wanda says, rubbing your shoulders. “You are very tense”

“Jeez, I wonder why” you joke, but stop talking once Wanda’s hand goes higher, to your neck. “Wow, that’s exactly the spot…”

Wanda laughs, getting up from the couch to stand behind you, her hands on your shoulders.

“Gosh, Wands” you almost moan when she squeezes the muscles. She leans to whisper in your ear and you let her kiss your neck.

“Just relax, ok? I got you”

“Ok, babe” you nod. Wanda can’t help herself, kissing your neck and behind your ear. She figures you’re so turned on you can’t even speak.

That is, until a loud snore makes her jump.

There you are, fast asleep, head hanging to the side like a raggedy doll.

Guess Wanda’s massages are too relaxing.

—

Plan B would work. Mainly because Wanda had tried to… take care of things on her own and it didn’t. 

Nothing would make you more eager to please Wanda than a home cooked meal. You always said it was a way to pay her back for all the effort and time she’d invested.

So, now there’s a three course dinner waiting when you walk through the door.

“Smells amazing!” is the first thing you say, and Wanda thinks it’s a good sign when you leave your briefcase by the door. Your computer is always within reach, so if you’re willing to leave it behind, she might get her way tonight.

“Sit, I’m opening the wine” she says, looking over her shoulder. 

Instead of doing as she says, you take her by her hips, turning her body until you’re face to face and kiss her. Wanda moans into your lips, feeling a pang of arousal as you sink your nails in the flesh of her waist.

“I really want to kiss you again but I am starving. I’m not done here” you peck her lips and Wanda has to stop herself from doing a victory dance.

Finally!

As you start eating the first dish, Wanda tells you about her day and you listen, trying hard to focus. Though something is in the back of your head.

Literally, you’re getting hives.

“Babe, did you try a new recipe?” you say, trying to keep calm.

“Yes, what do you think? The sesame seeds give it a nice touch”

Oh, shit.

“I’ll be right back” you say, panicking a little.

Wanda glares, standing up at the same time, chasing you down the hallway.

“Where the hell is it?” you mutter, rumaging through the cabinets. “Maybe the bathroom”

“Malyshka! We were having dinner and you are being extremely rude right now!” Wanda says, getting ahead of you and blocking the entrance to the bathroom.

“Baby, I really need… fuck, this is killing me” you scratch your back. “Wanda, I’m allergic to sesame seeds, I need my medicine or you’re going to call 911”

“Shit!” she says, moving aside. You squeeze her hand as you sprint to the bathroom, going through the bottles of pills you keep there until you find it. 

Two pills later, your rash is gone, though you’re practically passed out in the living room.

“I’ve cooked with sesame oil before and you never had a reaction! I’m so sorry, baby” Wanda says, on the verge of tears.

“Sweetheart, it’s fine. Something about proteins in the seeds. Medical stuff. Google should know better than me” you mumble, leaning your head on her lap. “It was a really delicious meal, babe. Totally worth it”

After getting you in bed, Wanda decides to throw away all the food, in case she added more seeds to anything else. 

And well, plan B didn’t work and she’s not sure she has it in her to do something else.

—-

After another week, Wanda’s moved past the stage where she’s trying to make an effort. Now she’s pissed (and ovulating, but that’s neither here nor there).

What are you doing to keep the spark alive? Do you not see how work is taking up so much of your time? 

Third time is the charm, but she’s not planning anything. Tonight, she’ll wait for you wearing very expensive lingerie and tell you (no, demand you) to pay attention.

The minute you left for work, she changed into it, just to make sure there wasn’t anything else she needed to get or do (she’ll definitely shave her legs). Wanda’s so busy getting the straps of the bralette that she doesn’t hear you come back in.

“I forgot my… holy shit” you say, taking in the sight before you.

“Detka! I thought you were gone” Wanda says, suddenly shy, getting her satine robe from the otoman next to the mirror.

“Oh. So this isn’t for me?” you say with a certain hardness in your tone. “Expecting someone else?”

“No. I just meant… I wanted to surprise you later. I know you have work” she stutters, backing into the wall, while you advance like a predator. 

You barely register Wanda saying your name, trying to remind you about your meetings.

“Fuck work” you say, pulling her into a searing kiss. By some miracle, Wanda doesn’t pass out when you bite her bottom lip, hands traveling to her ass to squeeze the flesh. You push her against your thigh, encouraging her to ride it.

“Wait, no! I was… waiting for you to remember I’m more important than work. I wanted you to beg… make it difficult” she mumbles, moaning when you suck on her pulse point.

“I can get on my knees if that’s what you want” you tease her, doing just that and practically ripping her thong. Not like it’s hard, considering it’s just a string. “Don’t make a face. I’ll buy you a new one”

“With what money? You’re definitely getting fired” she tries to tease you, but then you’re biting the inside of her thigh and Wanda’s breath catches in her throat.

“They need me too much”

“Not as much as I need you” 

“Yeah, you’re dripping, sweetheart” you chuckle. Wanda really wants to glare, but then your tongue is at her entrance and she just throws her head back, moaning loudly at the contact. 

You eat her out like a woman starved. She’s right, it’s been too long and Wanda’s arousal is your absolute favorite taste in the world. 

“I’m going to…” she says, out of breath, sinking her nails in your scalp.

“Bed, on your knees” you say, leaving her on edge. “Now, Wands”

“You’re lucky you’re cute” she groans, listening to your command.

“Don’t look” you warn her, opening your drawer to select her favorite toy. After losing your pants and adjusting the strap, you climb into bed, touching her shoulders softly. “Did you touch yourself these past few days?”

“It didn’t work” she admits, holding her breath as your hand travels lower, and you sink two fingers. “Fuck, that’s it”

“Just stretching you out, baby” you say, kissing her shoulder. “You’re going to take it all, like a good girl. Right?”

“Yes, please” she says, frustrated when your fingers leave her hole clenching around nothing. But pretty soon, that emptiness is replaced with something bigger, Wanda’s cunt stretching around the toy.

“So tight” you say against her ear, bottoming out. “Oh, such a good girl”

“Fuck me, please” she says, and she’s sure that you only have to thrust once or twice to push her over the edge.

Wanda lasts a little longer than she had expected, but her climax still comes fast, overwhelming and leaving her out of breath.

“Gime me another one” you demand, and she’s about to say she’s too sensitive, when you pound into her, this time rough.

This way, you can feel the toy against your clit, the pressure helping you reach your own climax. Wanda moans and grasps the sheets as you fuck her into the mattress, praising her with every one of your thrusts.

“I’m coming” she says, arousal leaking out of her as you come too, out of breath.

You take her by the waist, and turn on the side, until you’re spooning her, the toy buried deep inside her still.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be so focused on work” you mutter, kissing the spot behind her ear.

Wanda turns to look at you over her shoulder, smiling.

“I missed you”

“Me too, baby”

“Do you have to go soon?” she asks and you smile, kissing her until she turns to face you. That’s how you remember you haven’t ruined the top part of her lingerie set.