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Wanda was working home tonight too, arranging some paperwork Steve asked her to, she had been sitting in front of the desk nonstop since morning. She had been working a lot but today was the worst yet. The only time you actually saw her through the day was when you brought her some take out lunch and ate with her while straddling her lap, you talked a little but after eating you let her work again.

You were missing the attention of your Mommy but at the same time you knew she was going to be tired of working as she was for the entire week.

You were lying in bed watching a movie, hugging her pillow that had her scent and made you always feel safe (and turned on, but this was not the time) when you decided to do something nice for her, she was the one to always take care of you and made you feel better when you were tired or sad, so you could do it for her too. She deserved it for being such a good Mommy.

After evaluating your options, you decided it would be better to make her dinner since for lunch you had take-out. You were not the best like her, but you can defend yourself, besides, doing something easy but fancy should be a piece of cake. The recipe you mastered like Gordon Ramsay (According to you, but you fooled no one, that was not your fort) was a simple lemon pasta with garlic shrimp. You knew Wanda would love anything you cook for her, even if it was just a plain sandwich, but this was a different special occasion. She had been working nonstop and barely had any free time, but every little time she had, she made it up to you, to care and make you feel good, so, it was fair to do the same.

You started cooking the pasta, plain spaghetti in some boiling water while retreating the shrimp from the freezer. Meanwhile it was a relatively easy recipe and you made it before, you looked for it from your phone to just not mess it up.

Unfreeze the shrimp, clean it, cut it, and into a pan with butter. You started making your way through the kitchen, while listening to some music and moving your hips to the rhythm. It was getting better and better, and the kitchen smelled awesome with the mixed aroma of the shrimp combined with the butter, garlic and parsley. You were going to drain the water from the pasta when a pair of arms wrapped around your waist and a face buried on the crook of your neck. She inhaled deeply and you relaxed on her embrace, leaning into her.

“You smell good.” She said huskily, and you bit your lip.

“Is it the smell of the food that just impregnated on me?” You joked turning around to meet her eyes, ignoring the way her voice caused you to wet your panties a little.

“No, but that smells good too” she chuckled. “Was the occasion, princess?” She asked, pecking your lips and taking some steps back, letting you continue to cook.

“There’s no occasion, Mommy, I just wanted to do something good for you, since you were working so hard” was your reply, smirking while moving the shrimp and adding some crushed red pepper.

“Oh” she cooed, “My little princess is so good for me”, you bit your lip again, pressing your thighs together a little as an automatic response to her praise. Wanda noticed this and decided that she wanted some relief herself, but since she wanted to eat the dinner you were cooking, she decided to tease you a little, but in a different way she usually does, since she didn’t want you burning yourself or the dinner.

She hopped up the counter at your left and you eyed her cautiously. She smiled and gestured you to continue. You kept cooking and mumbling to some music while almost finishing the recipe when you heard a moan.

You returned your gaze to your Mommy only to see her massaging her breasts. Hard. You gulped. “M-Mommy?” You asked, gripping at the spatula.

“Keep cooking, baby, you don’t want to burn the dinner you’ve been cooking so perfectly for Mommy, hm?” She opened her legs, the short she was using reveling her inner thighs to you; she pressed her fingers through the fabric directly to her core, causing a long moan that send a chill down your spine. You wanted her. You made a move indicating you wanted to come close to her when she stopped everything, moving her hands off her body. “No, princess, keep cooking.”

“But- Mommy- I want to help you. I want to make you feel good, please.” You whined, struggling with the urge between your legs and the dinner that was on the stove.

“Finish cooking, princess, if dinner is good, I’ll think about rewarding you by using you like the toy you are to make Mommy feel good.” You gulped, your mind going hazy with need, but you nodded, trying to focus yourself on the food and not your girlfriend touching herself less than a meter from you.

She started moaning again when her fingers returned to her core, rubbing it slightly. Your mouth was watering, your hand gripping hard on the handle of the spatula, wishing to make her cum on your mouth.

She removed her shirt, revealing her boobs to you and you whimpered at that, her pretty nipples hard and calling for your mouth. She brought her fingers to her mouth and wet her index and thumb to then use them to circle her nipple, she let out a long, loud moan at that.

“Mommy-“ You whined, unable to focus fully on dinner.

“Be a good girl, baby princess, you are almost done cooking.” Her other hand finally dipped inside her shorts and she moaned loudly feeling her own fingers. You saw her hand inside her shorts moving and finally lost it. You approached her and latched your mouth on her right nipple while touching her thighs; Wanda let out a surprised moan at that and grabbed the back of your head. “Princess, you are not being good right now, I told you to finish cooking.”

“Mommy- I- I need you- Please” The look on your eyes made her own soft. She knew she was working a lot lately and had little time for you, and you missed her as much as she missed you. She smiled and kissed your forehead.

“How much until it’s ready?” She motioned the food on the stove while grabbing your jaw.

“Not much, it’s almost ready.” You whined, looking at her lips and latching again to her nipple, sucking eagerly.

“Come here, princess, I’m going to help you finish so you can finish me.” You gulped but smiled. Both of you moving to the stove, Wanda behind you, and you could feel her breasts against your back. You were done pretty quickly, when you turned off everything, and covered the just made food to put it on the oven to keep it warm.

“Mommy-“ You whined for the millionth time before turning into her arms and kissing her needly. Your lips moved on hers and when she used her tongue you complied and let her dominate you. “I want to make you feel good, please” you mumbled when she started kissing your neck, leaving pretty hickeys here and there.

“My sweet girl wants to make Mommy feel good?” You nodded, pulling her closer to you. “My little fuck toy…” She grabbed you by your neck and guided you to the counter she was minutes before. “Kneel.” She commanded and you complied, looking at her with needy eyes. She shimmed her shorts off and leaned on the counter again, making you gasp and your mouth water at the sight of her wet cunt. “Tongue out, pretty toy, Mommy is going to make herself cum on your mouth.” You did as she said and then guided your mouth to her core, the smell of her arousal only making you needier. Your girlfriend moved her hips against your mouth, letting long moans to be heard for you. “That’s it, baby, your mouth feels so good against my pussy.” Her movements were getting faster and faster, and you couldn’t take it, wrapping your lips against her clit and sucking harshly, she screamed at that, falling to the edge, while you continued to flick your tongue rapidly against her clit. “That’s it, Mommy is going to cum on your mouth, slut, you want that, don’t you?” She was pulling your hair at this point, making you moan against her. A few seconds later she let out a scream, gripping your head and moving you where she wanted. You let her ride out her orgasm before doing another long lick and raising yourself to kiss her.

She kissed back and the taste drove her crazy, she stood up and then turned you around leaning you against the counter, never breaking the kiss. She all but ripped your clothes, throwing them to the side and kissing your neck just the way you liked it. Her hands gripped your sides before hopping you on the counter the same way she did, opening your legs and standing between them.

Her hands went to your thighs, caressing them while going higher and higher getting close to your core. She dipped a finger, gasping at the wetness she found. “My pretty princess is so ready for me, hm?” When you didn’t answer, she slapped your pussy, making you cry out. “I asked you something, whore, who made you this wet?”

“You! You did, Mommy! Only you, please.” You grinded your hips, hoping she would take some pity on you.

“That’s right, mine” She said huskily while sliding two fingers inside of you and pumping them in and out steadily. “This pussy is only mine to fuck; I’m the only one who can make you moan.” You moaned loudly, bucking your hips, silently asking for more. “What is it, slut? It’s not enough for you?”

“No, Mommy, please, I- I need it harder- Please- I need you so much.” You whined, pleading into her eyes. She growled and started a rough pace making you scream. She grabbed your neck and squeezed, your mind going fuzzy at the feeling. Wanda felt you were close, but she knew what you needed to come harder than ever. With the same hand that was squeezing your neck, she guided your lips to her breasts; she certainly did not have to tell you twice as you took her nipple into your mouth, moaning against her. You sucked hard, loving the feeling of her boobs on your mouth, making her moan.

“You look so beautiful like this, dorogoya” Her accent was thicker and caused you to moan loud again. “You look so pretty sucking at my boobs while I fuck hard your tight pretty pussy.” Her pace increased if it was possible. You were close, and Wanda knew, so she moved her hand to rub your clit rapidly.

“M-mommy, I-“ You struggled talking as you wanted to continue moaning.

“I know what you want, princess.” She cooed, never stopping the brutal pace contrasting with her sweet voice. “Tell me who you belong to.”

You rolled your eyes in pleasure but answered as you could. “You. Only you, Mommy. I’m yours. I belong to you, only you- Please, let me cum for you, Mommy, let me be your good girl, please.” You frantically chanted, lost in pleasure, your entire body begging for release.

“Go ahead, princess, cum for me.” She kissed your head, guiding your lips to her nipple again. You latched to it finally letting yourself go, hard. You screamed, muffled a little by her breasts, body trembling as brutal orgasm ripped through you and slumping into her. Wanda let you ride your high and making you come down lightly, whispering sweet nothings to your ear. “You did so good, baby, you are such a good girl. My good girl.”

You sighed happily, finally opening your eyes to look up and meet her smiling at you. You smiled sheepishly and leaned to kiss her, feeling tired.

“Come on, princess, let me taste the dish you made for me.” She kissed your forehead and helped you down the counter. You went to take it out of the stove while Wanda set up the table. She then took a seat as you sat down on her lap, your head laying on her shoulder. When she served herself and took the fork to her mouth you straighted out, looking at her impatiently, curious of if the food was good. After taking the bite and swallowing she smiled at you, her arm on your waist tightening reassuringly. “This taste amazing, princess, you did so good”. She smiled, pecking your cheek as you blushed and smiled too, pleased with yourself for doing a good job for her.

Dinner went on Wanda eating on her own, and then feeding you too until all the food was gone. She rested on the chair and you snuggled closer to her as one of her hands rested on your thigh and the other one stroked your hair, enjoying this intimate time together. It was until she pulled you by your hair to look at you, making you yelp.

You shifted in your place, barely holding a moan that threatened lo leave your mouth.

Wanda was casually reading a book that was on her right hand, since the left one was already occupied. You shifted again seeing your girlfriend’s fingers work her red magic, practically begging for them to be trusted into you.

“I can hear you, sweetheart… Thinking that loud counts as making a sound.” You almost huffed, that was not fair, she was taking advantage of her powers for her own fun. “That is on you, baby, you wouldn’t be on this situation if you stayed a good girl. Now stay silent, little one, Mommy’s trying to read in peace.”

As it her thoughts could focus on anything more than you, being on the side of the bed, floating with your back to the wall. Her magic had you bonded, working as ropes. Your hands were tied hard above your head, your breasts were firmly bonded as well with her magic making a rope like shape pressing tightly around them making them peak out, your neck had the sightliest pressure too, just enough to have you stimulated; your thighs separated wide open for your pussy to drip into the floor, legs folded as in a butterfly, pressed hard against your stomach with no chance of moving them an inch. You were not gagged yet, but your girlfriend had already threatened you with it.

How did you end up in this situation? You only wanted some relief from the torture she put you on.

Wanda had been out for more than a week now on a mission with Steve and you were hella needy. She made it clear you were not allowed to touch yourself without her permission and took great advantage of that edging you three times just moments before she had to leave. You were cranky, sensitive, needy and horny in a whole new level; and she made it less easy, as she would totally tease you and make fun of how pathetic you were for begging for a release over the phone. She made it clear that she was the only one touching what was hers, and your hands were not owning your own pussy.

Things got even worse when you received a package both you and Wanda were waiting for, a new strap, some clippers that were meant for nipples and clit united with a chain and a ring in the middle, and your favorite you begged for her to get you, a powerful vibrator that switched speeds.

You called her immediately and begged for her to let you try the vibrator and have some peace, but she just laughed and told you to wait for her. You knew that if she ever found out you touched yourself without permission, the punishment would be bad. Could be from edging you again for days, to overstimulating you to the point of not being able to walk without having an orgasm.

But you were needy, and horny, and so upset.

Everyone at the compound had no idea why you were like that, snapping at them for a little thing and being more irritated than ever. So, when Wanda told you she was off for at least 3 days more, you made your decision, you would get that orgasm you craved so much and Wanda would never know, all you had to do was to cover it up with an act of being desperate for her (Not that you needed to have it, you were always desperate for her touch).

That night, for the first time in almost a week and a half, you smiled at the team and said your good nights to head to your room and finally get what you craved for.

Little did you know that as you were testing the speeds and your moans were louder than you expected, Wanda opened the door to your shared room with her eyes glowing red.

You immediately stopped and cowered under her gaze.

“What. In. The. Hell. Are. You. Doing?” She all but growled. Fuck, you were in so much trouble.

“I-I-I am sorry, mommy…” You whispered, frustrated again because, once again and without planning it, you were edged.

“Didn’t I specifically tell you not to touch what’s mine?” Her eyes never stopped glowing as she approached you.

“I’m- So sorry, mommy, I- I- I needed it! And you wouldn’t give me permission! And I thought-“

“Oh, poor dumb little whore…” Wanda cooed, reaching for your hair. “You thought you could get away with this? You thought I wouldn’t find out?” She mocked, her fingers starting to form red magic.

“I’m sorry, mommy” You finally whispered, eyes watery because of your mistake.

“That’s okay, little one, I’ll make you pay for trying to be a smartass.” You had no time to process her words before her magic lifted you and had you bonded to the wall. “If you make just one sound, you will regret it.”

Currently, you had no other thought as to have your Mommy fucking you hard and making you scream, but right now she just ignored you, reading a book she so casually grabbed after taking a shower and setting herself on the bed. Her fingers were red with the magic that had you tied up, casually moving a little.

You felt as crying, you were so desperate for her, this was not fair.

“I’ll tell you what’s not fair, princess… Not following orders you strictly have to follow… You had one job, little one, only one. But you decided to be a whore, and this is how you are paying right now. You like it?” You deny with your head, tears already pricking into your eyes. “That’s what greedy little sluts deserve… Opened up, cunt dripping wet, making a mess on the floor, no sign of relief near you…” You closed your eyes, letting your tears fall from your eyes to your cheeks.

You have no idea if that made Wanda’s heart soften, but next thing you knew was something was pressing hard your neglected clit, you gasped and moaned loud opening your eyes to see your girlfriend turn her hand, you looked down and saw how she made another rope like force to put it against your clit. At this point you were desperate for anything, so this little stimulation had you already gasping and moaning, trying to move to create friction.

“Such a greedy little whore…” Wanda cooed. “You were always Mommy’s good little girl… How disappointing…”

“I’m sorry, Mommy” You gasped, voice raspy from all emotions. “I am so sorry, I am your good little girl, I’m sorry I was bad, I needed you… Just… Please… Let me have one… I can’t anymore, please…” You were crying at this point, but that made nothing to her as she returned to her book, left hand moving slightly forward, putting more pressure on your clit. You felt a stinging sensation over your nipples and when you looked down you saw her magically put you the clippers. “Mommy!” You cried out, dropping your head back, you felt like just wanting to die there, so much torture for you to bear.

“You are not going to die, sweetheart…” Wanda kept her gaze glued to her book, but her magic then switched to a vibrating sensation against your clit, she put the vibrator you were using before. You screamed, loud, the position having you more sensitive than ever. “Keep it down, pretty girl, you don’t want everyone to hear how much of a whore are you…” She finally gaged you with her magic, as she had a lot of plans for tonight.

She set her book down to look at you when she heard you coming close to the edge again. “You want to cum, slut?” You nodded, not really being able to think anymore, you just wanted her. “Cum then, fucking whore” her magic increased the vibrator at the maximum and the buzzing sensation on your clit made you cum harder than ever before. You finally felt like resting contently only to be disturbed as the buzzing sensation never stopped. You opened your eyes, trying to get away from it as it was too much, and looked at your Mommy. She just smiled innocently. “What? You thought I was letting you get away with it?” Her eyes glowed red as she came to the edge of the bed sitting before you. She moved the vibrator a little only for her right hand to come spanking your cunt hard. You screamed loud even with the gag. “Such a slutty pussy, already so sensitive for me…” as she spanked you again.

“Yes, Mommy! Only for you!”

Her fingers brushed your oversensitive clit and moved to your entrance, trusting 3 fingers inside of you. “So wet for me…” She went hard on you, not even teasing a little as she moved the vibrator against your clit again. It was too much, too much stimulation for you to bear… So you came hard against her hand, and after a couple more trusts you came all over again. You were shaking at this point, crying because it was too much.

Wanda let you rest a little, your eyes were heavy with exhaustion. Until you felt the fake cock start sliding into you. You had no idea when she put it on, but now she was in front of you, one hand on your hips and the other one guiding the toy.

“Mommy… I don’t think I-“ She cut you with a passionate kiss.

“You wanted to cum… I’m not stopping, little one.”

a/n: I literally had this idea at 3 am and started writing before losing it, so, if some things don't make any sense, please let me know so I can prof read.

Apparently I have more imagination for smut than for a love triangle xD.I sure hope Part 3 of You&Me comes out later this month.

So, yeah, thanks for the support as always!

You have always had what you wanted.

You’ve been working hard nonstop everyday to have what you currently have: an apartment, a decent car, best friends and the best studies. In fact, this is your last semester of college.

There’s just only one thing you don’t have.

Natasha Romanoff.

Natasha has been your best friend since you both had 15 years old, and you grew a bond quite unbreakable. The problem here was when you started to catch feelings for her.

You always wanted to be close to her and wanted her to be yours, being jealous every time a guy approached her.

When you both got into college, you met Tony and Bruce, brothers in law and your currently best friends. The four of you grew inseparable and had the best of times together.

Until the feelings attacked.

Natasha started to fell for Bruce, and Bruce for Natasha. Tony fell for you.

But you only had eyes for one person.

Tasha’s apartment was beside yours, making you neighbors, and you always hung out a lot, either just talking or to have a girl’s night. Soon you had to bear with Nat’s long talks about Bruce and how she liked him a lot; they started to go out in a few dates but weren’t officially a thing yet, that was your only salvation.

Tony insisted a lot in you and in the end you had to tell him that you were not straight and about your feelings for Natasha. He understood and never insisted again, instead, he was always supportive and a really good friend to you.

You started to hang out a lot with him, Tony doing it more for you to have someone to ventilate about the couple and you were really grateful for that. You needed someone to talk about how much it hurt to listen to Nat fell even more for Bruce.

--

“You know he’s gonna tell her soon, right?” There was a silence. “And how it goes… She’s gonna say yes.” You just stayed quiet while focusing your view in front of you, thinking.

“I know.” You whispered. Tony only smiled sadly.

“Do you plan on telling her someday?”

“I don’t think so… I think I’ll die with these feelings stuck in my heart.”

Tony smiled again and placed a hand on your shoulder.

“You know that’s not an option. You should tell her, it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t turn out the way you want it to, you should not stay quiet.” He removed his hand an placed his arms on his knees. “What if she says yes?” This time you laughed bitterly.

You concentrated again on the lake you were currently sitting by. The grass was a little damp, but you were still sitting enjoying the mist coming from the lake.

“Never in a million years she’d accept me.”

“You don’t know that…”

“As long as Bruce is on the picture, no.” Tony smiled.

“Well… Bruce can be a really peaceful guy although he has his temper, but he’s a nice guy; he’s been my brother for the last 12 years. I can’t just wish to make him disappear as much as I love you.”

You smiled sadly again.

“Look, little one, you should tell her. These 2 months they’ve been dating you’ve been really down; I believe you deserve just a little opportunity to try. Tell her how you feel; what if you tell her and she says all of Bruce’s thing was an act to make you jealous.” He said, half a joke, half being serious. You laughed again.

“Sure hell.”

“Alright, picture this: Imagine you have an incoming call from Nat right now and she tells you she has great news to tell you. You met up somewhere and she tells you Bruce asked her to be his girlfriend and she said yes. How would you feel? Could you live normally seeing them act like a couple? Hear them say nice things?”

You flinched at his words.

“No…” You whispered. “I think I would like to beat Bruce’s nice face.”

“That’s what I’m saying, little one; am I not right about you deserving to fight for her? Just once?”

You stayed quiet, thinking about it, focusing your view on the water, calmly moving by the wind.

At 8 pm you said your goodbyes and headed home.

You laid in bed thinking about what Tony said that afternoon.

Risk it all and confess your feelings knowing it’s almost a fact you’ll be rejected, or staying quiet for everyone’s sake but yours?

“Huh, I believe either way is a losing game.”

--

“Hey, guys” Bruce greeted as he took a seat beside his almost-girlfriend’s best friend, taking two french fries from your plate.

You just smiled awkwardly as Tony, sitting in front of you, smiled in amusement.

“Have you seen Nat?”

“How should we know? You guys are always together, or did she lose interest already? Did you bore her?” You snapped while throwing away your tray infected with germbruces.

Bruce watched you with confusion all over his face and then his brother, who just smiled and calmed him: “Our little friend here had a bad exam on bio-organics, just ignore her.”

Bruce smiled.

“C’mon, little hamster, cheer up, it’s not the end of the world, you can recover it later.”

And you glared Tony who was just smirking amused.

“You call me like that again and your pretty face will end up unrecognizable.” He just smiled and put his arms up signaling defeat.

The tense environment stayed like that for you, and it just got worse when the last person you wanted, joined you.

“Hey guys” She greeted to then take a seat besides Tony and in front of Bruce. Stark’s smile just grew wider, amused by the situation, to see how your pupils got dilated, you mouth opened and a heavy sigh escaped you. He usually thought about how it would been if you hadn’t fall in love, maybe you wouldn’t suffer that much and smiled a little more.

He was even surprised of how selfless he could be for you, still being in love.

Bruce and Nat were involved in a really cheerful conversation while all you could do was stare at Nat, wishing it were you she was talking to instead; Tony went from looking between his food and you.

He cleared his throat loudly to finally snap you out of your trance.

“Y/n, I have to go and talk to a professor, would you come with me?” Your gaze was finally ripped out of your best friend to focus on Tony, you sighed and nodded before getting up and taking your tray with the almost untouched food, infected with germbruces, to dispose it.

Once you both were far from the couple talking in their own world, Tony spoke again.

“Stop being so obvious unless you’re telling her.”

“It’s not that easy, Stark!” You yelled, gaining some curious gazes from the people close enough to you.

“I know it’s not, but keep that way and Bruce is going to find out, would you want that?”

“Bruce gives me two fucks.”

Tony chuckled while hugging you from your shoulders.

“Easy, little fisty mouse, I won’t push you anymore; relax a little those tense muscles and breathe. You gave any thought on what I told you about?”

You shrunk leaning into your best friend’s arms.

“I… Still don’t know…”

“Don’t worry, honey, I’m not pushing you.”

You smiled.

--

That very night, Nat came to your house for a “girl’s night”.

“Bruce’s night” you called them.

You were watching TV, some boring show you weren’t even paying attention to because Tasha made comments on Bruce every 3 seconds.

“Y/N? Can I ask you something?”

You hummed without turning away from the screen.

“Are you in love?”

This time, you spat all you had in your mouth, and started to choke and cough constantly, shocked by the question that came out of nowhere. You had a big gulp of your tea to calm the burning sensation on your throat and when you felt a little better, you turned to meet her green eyes.

“What?” You croaked.

“I didn’t think it was true, but you are quite obvious.”

“O-obvious?” An uneasy feeling caught up your throat, Tony was right, you were too obvious!

“Yeah… This attack you had kinda confirmed it.”

That relaxed your bones a little.

“Why the hell you asking?”

“Bruce brought it up today and now it makes sense. In fact, I can see you going out more with Tony… You guys a thing?” This time her full attention was on you as she folded her legs, leaning into you. You just huffed.

“With the big idiot, Tony Stark?”

“Oh, c’mon! I can see you every now and then you guys get lost together, don’t think I hadn’t notice that. Bruce knows that… Tony is really in love with you; do you feel the same?”

You stayed silent.

“Yeah…” You said finally sighing. Nat squealed and started to ramble about how excited she was to go on double dates with the brothers.

And you couldn’t take it anymore. “Tasha, stop! I’m not in love with Tony!”

The red-haired woman kept quiet.

“But you said-“

“I know what I said. You asked if I felt the same… Well yeah, I do” You saw Nat open her mouth to talk so you talked louder. “… But not for Tony”. You snapped.

Natasha looked at you like you had 5 noses.

You sighed again.

“I feel the same Tony feels for me, but I do for someone else. I’m in love with someone else.”

Nat opened her eyes wide. “What…” She stayed silent for a few moments and then her face lit up again. “Who?”

You shuffled on your seat, uncomfortable.

“Doesn’t matter… That person is never going to give me a chance.”

“Huh? But why?”

“It’ll just never happen.”

Natasha scrunched her nose.

“Why you say so?”

“I just know it.” You half smiled with playing with your fingers.

“But- God! How can you say so? How is not happening? Have you seen yourself in a mirror? You are the biggest match I’ve seen and the person who can’t see it, let me tell you, it’s an idiot.”

Huh, who would say. That’s a fucking redundancy.

“There’s already someone else.” You whispered.

“Really?” The deception was noticeable on her voice.

“They are still not official, but it just a matter of days.”

“Well, then there’s still hope! There’s time!”

“Hope? Please, they are both in love, it’s obvious.”

“But you can still fight for him.”

You flinched.

Him.

Nat doesn’t know, because the only person who has had your heart, was herself.

“C’mon, Nat, it’s a losing game.”

“I don’t think so! I believe you can still fight… You deserve it… There’s the little possibility that… This person has hidden feelings for you…”

Your eyes widened.

That tone… The way her eyes look everywhere but you… That nervousness and tension… Could it be?

“You think I should… Fight for this person?”

“I-… Yes… I believe you should fight.”

Something inside you flicked and lit up a flame of courage expanding all of your body, your senses going hazy.

“Well then… I will fight for her.”

Tasha finally looked at your eyes, your sudden change of tone in your voice with determination surprised her.

And what she saw in your eyes embarrassed her. She blushed as she saw the determination in your eyes.

You were not thinking straight, and your instinct took over. With a newfound courage you moved closer to your nervous best friend who was watching you with fear.

You approached her lips and whispered: “It’s you, Natasha Romanoff. I love you; I love you so much, I have loved you for years and it shatters me to see you with Bruce. I have loved you even before he appeared in our lives.”

Natasha stayed silent.

You finally closed the gap between your lips and kissed her with all the love you could offer.

--

Tony walked around the so known park looking for you.

You agreed to see each other there to talk a little and seize the days you had left before the date.

He found you sitting by the lake where you talked months back.

“Little one.” He said while touching your hair and messing it a little. You looked at him and smiled.

“Taller one.”

You talked about this and that for a moment while you walked together.

“How are you holding up?” he finally asked timidly.

You kept quiet while watching above you.

“I’m trying.” Was your simple answer.

“Is it really necessary for you to go?”

“… It’s best for everyone… Even for me.”

“I’m gonna miss you like crazy.”

“It’s still a month before I go, don’t get sentimental yet.”

He just sighed.

“If I hadn’t done it… This wouldn’t be happening.”

“Don’t even regret what you did, little one. You did the right thing; Natasha was the one who could not accept it.”

You just lowered your head.

After the kiss, Nat stayed in shock, she did not kiss back but didn’t move either. Seconds later she got up automatically, frantically taking her stuff and left, murmuring a quick: “I gotta go.” Before leaving and not coming back.

You stayed inside your home for the next 3 days, meditating about what happened. You tried to call her, but she didn’t pick up.

The second day, you heard some noises but paid little attention to it; ignored Tony’s calls and even you did not open when he came to your door, worried about you.

The 3rd day you finally got out your apartment to find some men unloading some furniture into Tasha’s apartment. When you asked, they told you that the one living there stopped renting the apartment and left within 2 days.

Something broke inside you.

What came next, was even worse. Bruce ignored you and over-protected his now girlfriend, never leaving her alone and glaring you every time you were around, making you know your friendship was over and if you ever dared to come close, he would beat you to ashes.

Natasha just acted like you didn’t exist. She changed her classes paralleled to yours and changed her phone number.

3 months passed with this torture until you decided you had enough and planned to leave the state. Finishing your last semester of college, you would move to Seattle to start a new life, away from the Stark brothers, and your old best friend, Natasha Romanoff.

In the end… You didn’t have everything you ever wanted.

a/n: So, my computer broke down and I had to take it to repairs and I couldn’t work on the fics I have. (Luckily I had them all on my cloud, so, nothing’s lost.) But I wanted to post something.

This is an original fic I posted with another pairing and not being reader x character (It’s actually a Kpop group fic), it’s written in my mother language in Wattpad, so, I’m not stealing anything c: I just translated it and accommodated it for being a reader x character. I had to put Tony and Bruce because the original I wrote was for 2 guys and 2 girls, I tried to use Wanda but I felt it just lost it's original plot, so I had to use Tony and Bruce to not make it weirder lol.

I hope you liked it, and feedback is always appreciated it.

Thanks!

You dropped your bag on the floor, sighing loudly while you took off you coat to put it on the rack beside the door.

“Baby?” You heard her call out to you. Immediately a smile crept on your lips.

“Yes, love?” You shouted back, leaving your shoes and changing them to a pair of slippers.

“You home already? How was work?” You followed the sound of her voice to the kitchen where you saw her roaming around with her cute apron you gave her a while ago. She stopped cooking when she saw you and a smile crept on her face as well.

“Yeah… I started to feel sick so Maria let me come back little early.” You sighed again and sat on the counter facing your girlfriend.

“Sick? What happened? What are you feeling?” She washed her hands and walked towards you to take your face in her hands, watching you with concern. You smiled tenderly.

“Dunno, got a headache and… I couldn’t think properly.”

“Princess… Did something happen?” She just knew you so well. These 2 years of relationship and 1 of living together taught her everything she needed to know about you.

You smiled. “I can’t get away from you, can’t I?” You smiled again, pecking her lips, she chuckled and took a little step back, so she was resting her hands on your tights.

“Well, you signed for this when you decided to be my girlfriend.” She kissed your hands while you chuckled slightly.

“That I can agree.”

She was always like that, even when you met her when you were doing a degree while looking for a job.

Wanda Maximoff was the most incredible girl on the planet, and you knew that when you landed your eyes on her for the first time.

When you moved to Seattle after finishing college, you were heartbroken on a whole different level. You lost everything you knew and that shattered you. You started to make a degree on a college that was close to your apartment and pretty much got drunk every time you could, trying to drink away every single thought that was bringing you the pain of remembering your old happy days.

You had no one, and that was your reality, you lost your best friend, your crush, your hometown, everything you knew… And hell, it was hard. Sometimes you got to talk to Tony on the phone, and it was fine at first, craving to have at least someone to talk to, but eventually, it was too hard for you. Having to hear about everything that was your ex life, was making it harder.

So eventually you told him to stop calling you, that if he wanted to talk, he could via messages but not phone calls. If you wanted to heal, you needed to take a break from that period of your life that was shattering for you.

One time, at the cafeteria of the college you were studying, someone spoke to you for the first time.

“Hi…” A timid voice captured your attention.

“Hi…” Was your timid answer, not really being used to someone actually talking to you.

“Can I seat here? It’s crowded and there’s no seats available.” She asked shyly, hanging tightly to her tray.

“Yeah, sure, take a seat.” You nodded, dumbfounded because the girl standing AND taking a seat in front of you was incredibly beautiful. She noticed your staring and blushed, trying to hide with her brunette hair.

“I’m Wanda… Wanda Maximoff” She said after a couple of seconds, not bearing your intense stare anymore.

You coughed awkwardly, trying to dissimulate you just got lost with her beauty. “Y/N Y/L… I’m sorry if I ask but Maximoff’s a pretty unusual name around here, are you foreign?”

“Yeah… Actually I am, I’m from Sokovia, moved here to make a degree they didn’t have back there.”

“Wow, that’s so cool, I’m not from around here either, I just moved from across the country, I’m from New York.”

And that’s how it started.

Wanda and you grew incredibly close to one another, you became best friends and after a solid 7 months and a lot of thinking, you started dating. After a year of dating and both of you finished with the degree and with stable jobs, you moved in together.

It wasn’t easy, having the memory of Natasha, the only girl you ever loved, being so fresh in your memory, it was hard to give yourself a chance, you used to be so closed and keeping everything for yourself, but Wanda was the most caring, patient person you ever knew; she never pushed you to talk and waited for you until you were ready. You told her everything about your past, about how it was hard for you to open up and to give yourself an opportunity to love again.

She waited and proved everyday she was worth it. That you were worth it. And eventually you knew it too, and it was the best decision of your life, you never knew what it was like to love and being corresponded equally.

After 2 years, you knew nothing better that Wanda Maximoff was the love of your life, and the woman you were going to spend your life with. And you were truly happy about it.

Until things got complicated…

“Baby?” Your girlfriend gently asked, touching the side of your face, “Where’d you go? Stay here with me, please” She smiled tenderly, watching you with adoration.

You smiled sheepishly. “I’m sorry, I’m here.”

“Want to tell me what’s troubling your mind?”

You wanted to just ignore it, to let it go and focus on the dinner your girl was making and cuddling with her after. But you knew you couldn’t do it.

“Nat reached out to me.” Her face scrunched in confusion. Of course, she knew who Natasha was, after everything she did for you, you trusted her enough to tell her about that hurtful part of your life. She knew what happened and always supported you.

“What did she say?” She asked calmly, but her eyes were showing a slight turn of anger, she always supported you and knew she was a very big part of your life, but that didn’t mean she liked her at all, in fact, she couldn’t understand her at all, how she was supposed to be your best friend but couldn’t be there to talk about it if she never felt the same as you, but instead, she left you there shattered to pieces.

“Nothing, she just…” You started, Wanda just took your hand in hers and tried to calm you, she knew this part of your life was hard, and this was just reviving your trauma. She didn’t push you, she just waited patiently for you to be comfortable enough to talk. “She just sent me a message saying ‘hey’.”

“How are you feeling, princess?”

“I… I don’t know… We haven’t even talked in… I don’t know, 3 years? Since the incident… What could she possibly want?” Your anxiety was coming back, the feelings once you buried deep inside you were bubbling back again.

“You don’t have to do anything about it yet, baby, think about what you feel and if you want to answer, then you will.” You smiled lovingly at her. Wanda was the most beautiful person you’ve ever met, inside and out, she always knew how to support you and what things to say.

“Thank you.” You murmured before pecking her lips. “But how about now we eat dinner and then we cuddle watching ‘Harry Potter’?” You smiled widely, pecking her lips one more time, and excitedly hurrying to set the table while your girlfriend chuckled returning to the forgotten dinner she was cooking for the both of you.

--

To say you were having a bad time was sugar coating it. After that day where Nat tried to reach out to you, you kept overthinking everything and that was taking a tool on your mood. You were sad again, remembering all of the times you had with her and how you had to just throw it away because of feelings. And because of her too. She could’ve just talked about it, but no, she just went on, ignoring everything you once had and making you hate yourself for feeling.

You still haven’t answered her text yet, and, hell, you doubted if you even were going to reply. This week was hell for your feelings so you just kept your mind occupied with work. Wanda was the sweetest girlfriend of all the time, giving you space if needed and being patient with you. She knew this was something heavy for you, so she kept her distance but taking care of you, nonetheless.

Wanda worked on the morning shift, and you worked the evening shift, so it was an agreement you made breakfast and she made dinner. You were cooking when she came downstairs, fully clothed and ready to go.

When you were both eating at the table, your gaze stopped at her and your mind started to drift away. This week has been hell for you, but Wanda always stood by your side, giving you time to figure it out and listening and giving you her advice when asked. You knew you couldn’t ask for a better girlfriend, she knew Nat would always take a heavy tool on you, being your first love, but you were sure Wanda was the love of your life. Your relationship was the best and you were happy and safe with her, you knew it. And answering Natasha implied you getting unstable with feelings you were trying to understand and heal, you felt betrayed, angry, sad, but still you loved her, you were not sure if you still loved her romantically, but she was your best friend, and that feeling of so many years together couldn’t just vanish away. You were almost sure the answer was clear: Not replying. Letting her and whatever she wanted with you to just be forgotten and keep moving on with your life and with the love of your life, but something always pulled your thoughts back, the feeling of maybe she wanted to comeback after all this time… The curiosity of what she could possibly want…

“Earth to my baby princess…” You snapped out of your daydream when you felt your girlfriend’s hand on yours, bringing you back to reality. “Where did you go, my love?” She asked tenderly, bringing herself closer to touch your cheek softly, like asking for consent you wanted to be touched, so you leaned into her. And you knew… You knew nothing was better than with her.

“I’m not replying.” You said, making Wanda stop.

“Are you sure, baby?” She was eying you carefully, concern written on her features.

“Yes… I don’t need her anymore, I don’t know what she could possibly want, but… I’m still hurt because of what happened, and I still need time to heal and forgive. I don’t want to snap at her and end up with more hurt.” Wanda smiled sweetly.

“I’m proud of you, baby.” She leaned and captured your lips softly, both of you sighing, craving the closeness as you were a little distant over the week. What started as a soft touch started to get hungry, missing the feeling of your bodies together. She stood up and sat on your lap, kissing with need, harshly. You moved your hands, one to her thigh and the other one on her waist, keeping her in place.

The need was getting bigger and bigger, both of you moaning as hands explored and touched; until a ring on the bell made you stop. You stared at each other, questioning looks on your eyes and debating if answering the door or finishing what you already had started. Another ring made you sigh.

“I should get that.” You tapped her thigh, asking her to get up but she just whined and held you tighter.

“Nooooo… Please, I need this, I’m already wet, please, let’s just ignore it and I’ll call myself sick.” You chuckled at her, you needed her too but if you kept going she was going to late for work and you couldn’t bear that.

“We’ll have all night together, I promise.” She smiled and kissed you again before standing up and going upstairs to the bathroom to the finishing touches before leaving. You saw her go up and smiled to yourself.

Yeah, she was the one.

Another ring on the bell made you remember someone was at the door so you went to answer it. And nothing could ever prepare you to what was coming.

You opened the door and froze in place, you face went pale and you’re sure you forgot how to exist.

At the door, was no one more than Natasha herself.

a/n: Alright, put the torches out, FINALLY I'm here. I wrote and delete this a lot of freaking times because I had no idea of where to lead it. And what initially was going to be just a one-shot, kept as a two-shot and it's going to end as a three-shot.

This time I wanted to explore a little bit of Wanda's relationship and make you wonder... Maybe it's clear reader will end up with Wanda... But will she? Nat is back, what would she want?

Stay tuned for the last part!

Masterlist:

Updated: 11/06/21

💘: Fluff

🔥: Smut

♠️: Angst

Wanda Maximoff:

A touch of fire. 💘♠️

Summary: You have the power to control fire, you get an invite to join the Avengers; but what happens when they know the truth about you and your past?

A very special dinner. (+18) 🔥

Summary: Wanda has been working a lot lately and you decide to make her dinner to cheer her up.

Red. (+18) 🔥 (Newest!)

Summary: Wanda likes to toy with her always good girl, but what happens when she finds out you’ve been bad?

Valkyrie:

Pouring Rain 💘

Summary: Rain was always your favorite type of weather. But why did it have to ruin your anniversary?

Natasha Romanoff:

You&Me. (AU!College) ♠️ Part 2. 💘

Summary: You have always had what you wanted. There's only one thing you don't have: Natasha Romanoff.

Wanda x Nat:

You&Me. (AU!College)

Part 1. (Nat) ♠️

Part 2. (Wanda)💘

Part 3.

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Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff

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Maria Hill x Natasha Romanoff

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It rarely rained on Asgard.

That’s why you planned the best date for your one year anniversary with Valkyrie. A romantic outside dinner being decorated with the most beautiful lights hanging above the table, to end up with you curled up at the edge of the cliff watching the stars and moon, while eating a delicious dessert with chocolate wrapped on the arms of one another.

You planned this evening for more than a whole month, having all the royal staff ordered by Thor himself to help, while you had him and Loki helping you too at having the most beautiful set up with lights; and the most delicious food, Kyrie’s favorite. Everything was going to be a surprise for her and you couldn’t be more excited about it.

That until you woke up that exact day; you were currently curled up to your girlfriend’s chest when a loud roaring thunder made it’s appearance, waking the both of you with a jump.

Valkyrie was surprised to see you in such a bad mood only for a little rain when it was your favorite season.

Instead, it wasn’t a little rain, it was pouring.

You even went to Thor, him being the God of Thunder, to ask with why the hell the weather had to be that way exactly that day. He chuckled a little and said he was sorry but being the God of Thunder did not make him control the weather at all. You groaned and went to hate destiny for ruining your perfect evening with her.

The brunette was confused by your behavior, it was supposed to be a happy day since it was your anniversary. But instead you were angry, distant and she could sense you were disappointed, but she had no idea why. You went to train a little with Korg trying to clear your mind, hopefully his random comments would cheer you up (or ending to annoy you completely). You didn’t want to take it on her but you were disappointed; it was more than a month planning this and the weather had to do this today. You had a little hope that it would stop but the rain was horrible and you saw no end to it.

Valkyrie went to Thor to ask him if he knew what happened to you and your sudden change of mood. Deep she was scared; I mean, it was your one year anniversary! Why would you be that distant and upset with her? She was hanging with the brothers, asking them if they knew something, rumbling about how she did nothing wrong and was concerned you were upset with her.

That’s when Loki, seeing her like that and knowing how much you love her, told her about the surprise they were supposed to keep as a secret. She finally understood; you were upset with the situation, not her. She smiled in relief and decided to do something about it.

It was your anniversary after all.

--

You were worn out and went straight to your room to shower. When you came out of the bathroom, your girlfriend was there, standing in the door frame and your jaw dropped.

She was wearing a suit and her hair was cascading down. She was breathtaking, quite literally as you stopped breathing.

“My… God… You look… Stunning” you blurted out, causing her to grin.

“Princess… Put on your nicest outfit… You are coming with me tonight” She said, moving forward to you and resting her hands on your hips, and leaning to give you a quick peck on the lips.

You gave her a questioning look and she smiled in response, leaving the room saying a “I’ll be waiting for you down the hall, baby, don’t be long.”

With that, she closed the door. You had a lot of questions but went ahead to dress up as you were going to for the date before it was ruined.

You came out your room and went straight to her. When she saw you, she stopped smiling at Thor and her jaw dropped. You were gorgeous but that outfit left her speechless. You smiled at her tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. She pulled you by your waist and gave you a kiss on your cheek mumbling how gorgeous you looked.

“Hey, babe, are you finally telling me what’s going on?” You questioned finally unable to keep your curiosity. Both of them smiled and exchanged knowing looks.

“This way, ladies” Thor said gesturing to a door. You glanced at him but your girlfriend laughed, pulling you towards it.

“What is going o- woah”. Your words died in your throat as you entered the dinning room and saw the decorations. Having a bench inside the room with a cloth on it, candles and some wine. The ceiling was filled with lights and the lighting was softened, only enough to have the romantic atmosphere. The window reflected that outside was still pouring and lighting could still be seen. Everything you had planned was there, just as you pictured it when you were planning it. You turned to see Valkyrie standing there with a small smile on her lips.

“What… What is this?” You asked, your voice filled with emotions.

“Well… Loki told me what happened… Why you were that moody and distant.” She said taking your hands with her and pulling you close, while watching you amused at your blushing face. “He told me about your plans, what you had prepared for us and how the rain ruined it.” She ran a hand through your hair and rested her hand on your cheek. You instantly leaned into it. “So… I transferred our date here. Both crackheads told me this was what you had planned and it was exactly as you pictured it. If it’s not, tell me and I’ll go beat their asses.” She sounded serious and you knew she wasn’t kidding, so you laughed.

“It is… It is, Kyrie…” She smiled lovingly at you; she always loved that nickname. “It’s exactly what I picture it”, you wrapped your arms around her, pulling her close, feeling overwhelmed with love. “God, I love you so much.”

“I love you too, princess.” You pulled away from the hug to pull her face until your lips found hers. “So, let’s have this romantic dinner you planned for us, princess.”

You smiled, taking her hand on yours and walking towards the bench after seeing her talk to someone through the door. A minute later, she came back to the door as someone knocked and the exact same food you wanted to be served was on her hands making it’s way to the bench. You ate, happy and talking about something and nothing.

When you ended dinner, she pulled another piece of cloth to the floor, dragging you with her and placing the chocolate dessert with you. You sat down, her quickly sitting behind you, letting you rest against her chest, she wrapped an arm around your torso, and kissed your head.

You stayed like that, in comfortable silence watching the rain outside the room, her smell keeping you calm and safe.

“Kyrie… I can’t begin to tell you how grateful I feel for you being on my life… And doing this for me.” You looked at her lovingly, smiling cutely. She smiled back and kissed your forehead.

“I love you, princess; I’m the one that’s grateful for you, for us, what we have.” She kissed your hair again and snuggled closer to you. "Thank you for doing this for us, I know you spent a lot of time planning so it would be perfect, but, truth is, right now, I couldn't be happier with you" She finished placing a kiss on your neck.

Then dessert came, with Valkyrie feeding you and her letting you feed her too between kisses and laughter.