#lomb2020

The sun was shining, it was a beautiful day. You had your girl in the car with you, well on your way to the beach; almost there, just one more hour to go. A few back roads later and the car decided to slow down before it totally gave out.

“Really? Come on, Lucy, don’t give up on me now!” You cried out, your hands hitting the steering wheel of your beloved car, Lucy. She had been with you for so long, but naturally she had given out when you and Wanda were headed to the beach (on one of the very few days where you didn’t have to go on a mission with the rest of the team. They had it covered but that didn’t take away the fact that the two of you were now sitting in a broken down car. If only your powers had been those skills of a mechanic.

“That would have been so hot, to see you bent over a car.” Wanda bit her lip, pulling her sunglasses down her nose and looking at you over them. “Sorry, it was just so prominent. I couldn’t help but hear it, then just the thought of you as a mechanic. Gives me all sorts of thoughts.”

“Well, thank you for still thinking I’m sexy after all these years.” You smiled, reaching over to weave your fingers with hers, her words instantly calming you.

Thankfully, you were able to pull over to the side of the road, not to be in the way of the other drivers, if they drove passed sporadically. She squeezed your hand back before releasing it, placing it on her bare thigh. “There is nothing in the world that would make me feel otherwise.”

“You’re the cutest.” You gave her a lopsided smile. “If I ever get out of line, you have my permission to use your powers to tell me to knock it off because you are the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

Wanda’s arm flew to the back of the bench as she swiveled in her seat, pushing her sunglasses to the crown of her head. “I know, you tell me this every day and I love you for it and as for using my powers to tell you to knock it off.”

Wanda smirked, trailing off, her hand swaying and her fingers twirling, showcasing her red threads of magic.

“I love it when you do that, it’s so… breathtaking.”

She ignored you, her mind elsewhere as she lowered her hand slightly, her fingers barely above your skin but you could feel her. Every inch of your being clenched as her magic surrounded you, warming your insides and making you feel nothing but relaxed and warm.

You bit down on your lower lip, trying to hold yourself together but you were going to break any moment, you didn’t want that to happen. Not yet.

“Wait, wait, wait,” you breathed. “Get out of the car, right now.”

You hadn’t even given her time to get out of the car, her own two feet buckling under her when you made your way around the car and pushed her against the closing door. She tasted so sweet, the lip balm she wore burning your lips when you kissed her. The soft sting of her mango chapstick made you remember the first time you and Wanda shared a kiss. But right now, at this moment, she tasted so much better. She tasted like home and as dorky and as cliché as it sounded, you never felt that way before you met Wanda. You were completely consumed by her.

Wanda moaned against your lips before you pulled away, grabbing her hand and dragging her with you into the grass you made grow to be taller than you with just a touch of your hand to the floor. No one needed to see what you were going to do to Wanda.

The dry dirt road became luscious green personal forest, daisies and daffodils forming a circle against the edges of overgrown grass. Wanda gasped as she witnessed the grass interlocking and weaving into a makeshift bed. It was the greatest trick you had ever performed so far just for the two of you. You didn't use your abilities unless it was absolutely necessary to use them but you knew that Wanda was worth it and your powers weren't hurting anyone; quite the opposite actually. You just wanted everything to be perfect for her. And you hoped that it would be. She got to her knees next to you, her hand closing over yours, you could feel her ever growing warmth spreading across the back of your hand. 

When you were sure that your handiwork was perfect and unbreakable, you locked your eyes with hers and smiled. You just wanted to be with her, consumed by her and that was exactly what you were going to do. You were thankful she wore a skirt, it would be so much easier to get to her core.

Taking her hand in yours, you pulled her close, leading her to the weaved bed. Wanda lays on her back and you follow her down, kissing her once more before you make your descent down the length of her body. You watch as she quivers underneath you, anticipating each and every one of your movements. Suddenly you had no control and you were already at her clothed pussy, mouthing over her dampening panties. Wanda gasped but you knew she had a part to play in her own pleasure when her panties weren’t there anymore and you were licking at her bare clit, tongue driving straight into her pussy. 

She tasted heavenly, your tongue flicking over her sensitive nub, watching her as she writhed beneath you, trying to hold in her cries.

“No, baby, let me hear you. There’s no one here but you’re mine. I wanna hear you.”

She groaned, somewhere between a strangled cry and pleasure, you knew your tongue was working well against her. It flicked over her clit, back and forth until she was writhing beneath you, hips moving on her own accord but you used your powers to hold her down. Moaning against her, your tongue began to make figure eights around her pussy. Your fingers dug into the flesh of her thighs, pulling her closer to your face.

Her scream alerts you of her impending climax and you don’t stop until you know she has reached the edge and tumbled over, her juice dripping from her pussy. Pulling back, you lick your lips before you return to her weeping cunt, slurping up all her leaking arousal.

You give her clit one last kiss and trail your lips up her body, the grass untangling itself from her body, hiding back underground. 

“I have something to confess.” Wanda bites down on lower lip, trying to regain her composure. “The car didn't really break down.”