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Enhanced senses

Summary: While on a mission you heard a conversation that make you think about your relationship with Wanda.

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Female!reader

Warnings: smut, drama, happy ending, some dirty talk and brief mentions of sexual abuse (but mentinoned only), insecurities, fluff. So much fluff. Selective mutism Reader. Past trauma.

Author's note: Hey there, just another brief one-shot along the lines of my first story Without words and When there are no words I hope you guys like it. I found this world fun to write and I really hope you guys enjoyed it.

Please do remember English is not my mother tongue, so I apologise for the grammar, spelling and funny mistakes.

Enhanced senses

If there was someone who always knew what was going on in the Avengers Compound or even in SHIELD that would be you.

Of that Wanda was completely sure.

It was as if the fact you spoke nothing at all, and that you seemed to just wander around silently helped by your own powers allowed you to be the ears and the eyes of the Team. Fury specially was torn between hating this ability and loving it, the rest of the team was just looking for the potential behind this information gathering from you while Wanda and Natasha found it amusing.

You didn’t do it because you wanted to, if anything, you were doing it by accident.

Which it was funnier.

You discovered whenever you know a funny fact, Wanda would lit up with mirth and whispered at you just how amusing it was. Sometimes, you found some secrets meant to be kept and, in those moments, you felt bad, it really wasn’t your intention to find out those details and yet you did. So you never revealed them and pretend as if nothing had happened, people deserved intimacy and that was why you were learning to be careful and to leave whenever the time was right.

Sometimes, of course, when you were on a mission you were made to stay and hear the secrets. That was your goal and the role you held during recon and surveillance.

And this brought you to the point you were right in.

Standing in the shadows with the earpiece in your ear and the keyboard on your wrist that Tony had facilitated to you so you didn’t have to use your voice, you listened to the conversation happening between two HYDRA agents. You were supposed to gather some intel before you could infiltrate the facility, but what they were talking about was so much important that whatever chemical or bioweapon HYDRA was building in the facility.

“Dude, I’m serious! This chick was like an animal, she was this hungry creature we fucked all night long!”

You scowled at the words, pursing your lips. The other guy laughed and the one talking made a few moaning sounds.

“She was complaining all the time, you know? How her husband was never home, he never touched her again. How long has it been since she felt dick inside her.” Here you noticed the change of tone in the man speaking, he was feeling smug about the whole situation. “She even told me her cunt must felt like a virgin’s one since it had been two years since they have sex.”

You squirmed uncomfortably, though there was something in the contents of the conversation that was raising flags inside your head. It was something you had considered before but that you had never forced or even dare to explore more than a couple of times, Wanda had never said anything and then all of a sudden you wondered why you never spoke about it.

“Well, two years without sex? I would fuck whatever comes across my path.” The other man laughed while the one that had been speaking hit him playfully before laughing as well.

“I know, right? I mean, this dude really thought that gifts and love would keep her from looking what she was really missing.”

“You know? Perhaps the guy didn’t even know how to do it? You know small dick, poor performance…”

You didn’t hear much afterwards; you had already sent the message the Team was waiting for and a couple of minutes later you heard the explosions. The two men talking comfortably in the outlook post never had the opportunity to react as a shadow engulfed them and were left unconscious.

Night was already falling in the compound by the time you returned from the mission.

In all this time, you had dedicated your time to observe the world right outside the window, a define frown upon your face while you played the conversation you overheard over and over inside your head. Everyone was kind of loud inside the Quinjet, the laughter and the conversation threatened to be overwhelming for you as you tried to organize your thoughts.

A hand on your shoulder brought you back to reality, Natasha sat beside you smiling softly while wincing when Thor let out a booming laughter.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Natasha asked leaning in to brush some stray locks of hair out of your face.

You pursed your lips shrugging, your eyes flickering back to the window. In reality you weren’t sure if this was something you could discuss with Natasha, you felt as if probably she would laugh at you or finding it ridiculous. When her hand closed around yours, and she offered that motherly smile she reserved only for you, your heart swelled with affection knowing if there was someone you could trust with this was her.

“I still think you did amazing,” Natasha commented referring to the mission. “The guys just wanted to make everything difficult by bursting into the facilities and making everything explode.”

You chuckled rolling your eyes.

Yes, they were always up to create some mayhem when bringing justice, which was the reason why Thor and Pietro usually pouted whenever you get there first knocking out everyone with your powers. It had become a matter of honor between you, Pietro and Thor, who would get there first and submit their opponents first. Sometimes you enjoyed the competition too much, and Thor would celebrate your actions even though he always claimed he could have done it all on his own. When Natasha saw how your eyes gleamed amusedly, and your position relaxed some she knew this was not what was bothering you.

There was something else, and the young woman decided to try with something else.

“Wanda called.”

There it was.

You tensed completely and this time around your eyes were fixated on the window. You shifted on the seat pursing your lips together.

“She said she and Vision would have dinner ready and was really excited you to have you back.” Natasha continued leaning against the window, her eyes drifted to the rest of the team that were still as loud as always. “Did you guys have a fight or something?”

You lowered your gaze shaking your head, then your eyes sought those of Natasha and the question was there. Your lip quivered ready to say something when Thor came right int placing his hand on your shoulder.

“Ah, but let’s not forget that today was a tie!”

“There was no tie! Come on Thor, you lost to me and Y/N!” Pietro retorted crossing his arm bumping against you with a playful smile, the other Avenger blinked shaking his head. Steve sighed giving up, while Sam saw this as an opportunity to see how far their childish antics would go.

Your change was almost immediate, Natasha furrowed her brows watching you stand up with arms crossed and eyes gleaming playfully while shaking your head. Even as you joined in with the rest of the guys, Natasha could tell by your posture and the tension around your eyes there was something else bothering you. The Black Widow observed as you tried to mingle in with the rest of the boys, always silent and gesturing, it was a miracle most of the time they understood what you meant without you uttering a single word.

It had been more than two years since you joined the team and for Natasha had been a relief to see how easy was for you to be a part of the team. You were quiet, yes. But it didn’t mean you couldn’t be funny, or playful, sometimes your actions were those of a mischievous child while some others you were like this ancient individual ready to listen to others and provide words of comfort.

Everyone had been a participant of such moments.

And everyone had come to love you for it.

Natasha chuckled when you poked Thor on his nose, your hands lifting up to show ten fingers wiggling your eyebrows at him.

“That’s not true!! Take that back!” Thor leaned in while you shook your head snorting.

Another discussion erupted, Steve trying to calm everyone up while Sam and Tony seemed ready to put more wood into the fire.

It was just like any other mission.

And yet, Natasha observed your eyes flickered with concern and something else she couldn’t decipher. The former spy made a note to get you alone and see if there was something she could do to help, her mind already drifting back to Wanda and perhaps get the young woman help her out in this.

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Whenever you were in her arms, it was as if the whole world stopped around you.

Your whole body relaxed, your arms sneaking around her hips putting her closer to you. You could hear her intake of breath; you could smell her perfume and the shampoo of peaches she loved so much.

“Welcome home, detka.” She whispered in your ear before placing a sweet kiss on your lips.

“Ugh, God, get a room!” Sam teased walking past the both of you, you flickered your hand chuckling when the man almost fell to the ground your shadows tripping the man over. “Hey! It was a joke!”

You rolled your eyes turning back to Wanda noticing for the very first time her flustered expression, the dilated eyes and her coy smile adorning her lips. You leaned in wondering if perhaps you had missed something in regards to your relationship with her.

The conversation between the two HYDRA guards came back at you, and you had to wonder if perhaps this was something Wanda wanted it. Maybe you had missed the signs? You had never thought about it, and now…you didn’t want to lose her.

Wanda winced leaning in placing a kiss on your cheek, “you’re thinking too loud, detka. Is something the matter?”

You pursed your lips shaking your head, your hand finding hers before you flashed the most brilliant smile you could form. Wanda heisted for a moment, before taking your hand and following you inside the compound.

The dinner soon turned into a late gathering with all of them talking and joking around, the games had been brough in and music was sounding right in the living room. You sat in a corner far from the main gathering, smiling at Wanda whenever she would lift her eyes to you.

“So, what is it?” Natasha sat beside you offering a beer, you took the bottle pursing your lips shrugging slightly.

Natasha took a long sip from her beer nodding, “it’s gonna be like this then, you’re gonna worry yourself until you can’t take it anymore and then go around all grumpy and irritable?”

“I’m not a child.” You retorted with indignation; Natasha smirked lifting her eyebrow at you.

“You behave like one sometimes.” Natasha observed how you grabbed the bottle drinking some while your eyes focused on Wanda. “If you two didn’t have a fight then, what is it? You know you can trust me…”

“I want to have sex with Wanda.” You blurted out, your voice rough and uncertain.

Natasha opened her eyes at the revelation, she could not look away from you and the bottle on her hand almost feel to the ground. You rolled your eyes looking away from her, soon the rest of the room disappeared, and you could think only of how stupid you were.

“What?” Natasha finally asked in a rush whisper, she leaned in placing her hand on your knee, so you looked back at her. “You and Wanda have never…”

You scowled shifting uncomfortably, the sharp shaking of your head was all Natasha needed for an answer. You looked down, your heart hammering against your chest while your cheeks turned an uncomfortable shade of red. You were about to stand up but the hand on your knee clenched tightly until you found yourself looking into Natasha’s eyes.

“I’m not judging you, Y/N. I am surprised, but I don’t think less of you for this.”

Sometimes you hated how well Natasha could read you, some others you were just grateful there was someone who could do so. Someone other than Wanda, of course. The drop of your shoulders, with the tilt of your head told Natasha you were still unsure if the conversation should continue. But in all honesty, this was a complete shock to Natasha.

You and Wanda had been dating for more than a year, the both of you spent most of the time together and you even sleep in the same room from time to time. There were days in which really, there was an atmosphere of sexual satisfaction in both of you that everyone thought it was almost logical that the both of you had been...sleeping together.

The conversation at the other end of the room soon became too loud, you turned to see Wanda glancing back at you with a concern gleam in her emerald eyes. Pietro by her side glancing at you with the same concern look, you softened slightly winking at your girlfriend, your lips turning into a reassuring smile she returned shyly.

“You never….really?” Natasha lifted her hands emptied the bottle in her hand, your glare more than enough to tell her she shouldn’t make the wrong comment, or you wouldn’t speak at all. “Now, I just…well, we assume…”

You shook your head shrugging, Natasha leaned back pursing her lips while glancing back at the group. For a moment a tensed silence formed between the both of you, you were already regretting your decision of telling her this, perhaps you were an idiot and you should have resolve this on your own. Then a hand placed itself on your knee once again and you found yourself looking into Natasha’s eyes.

“Okay, you two haven’t been together in that way, but you want to, right?” You nodded hesitantly; Natasha softened slightly. “And you know how it is done, I know about…”

At that moment everything clicked inside Natasha’s mind. You could see as her mind worked around the reasons behind your lack of interest or even your attempts to explore a physical relationship with Wanda. You clenched your jaw nodding curtly, your eyes hardening and the shadows lurking behind you shifted slightly.

“Y/N, look at me.” Natasha offered a tense smile, though her eye never lost the tenderness in them. “You are unsure if this is going to be like one of those missions, that perhaps this won’t be or even mean what it should…that you are far too damage to make this special.”

You huffed dropping your shoulders while looking away, “she deserves something special.”

Your mumbled words dripped with affection, and Natasha could see how this was affecting you at the moment. Whatever had happened during the mission, it made you think about this under a different light. You pursed your lips then turned to Natasha, ready to reveal what was really bothering you.

“I heard them say that when you don’t have sex, you leave.”

There it was, Natasha snorted at this revelation rolling her eyes.

“No, Y/N, when you have sex out of love and attraction, it is just a bonus to the relationship.” Natasha made sure you didn’t look away from her as she continued. “Your relationship with Wanda should not be based on that, the fact that you two have been together for a year and a half without so much of a kiss should tell you that what you have is more than a physical attraction.”

You shrugged again, unsure as to what exactly that could mean. Your eyes lifted again and this time around Wanda was engaged in a childish discussion with Pietro who was laughing while pointing at the UNO cards.

“But I want to make her feel special. And I want us to…” You couldn’t finish the sentence, your cheeks burning with embarrassment.

It was in moments like this Natasha melted at the sight of you. Sometimes you were just a child made to grow too fast and faced a world you barely understood, carrying upon your shoulders the weight of powers you barely understood and the life of a spy that brought emotional damage you were trying to heal. And yet, you were still capable of innocence, of giving your all to everyone around you and show them how much you could love, and how much you could do for them.

“Y/N, do you want to have sex with Wanda? Or do you want to give sex to her so she won’t leave you?” Before you opened your mouth to respond Natasha lifted her hand shaking her head. “No, think about it, the answer to these questions should be enough for you to make a decision, whatever it is, whatever you do…I know it would be special and Wanda would love you regardless of it.”

******

That night you thought about it.

Wanda came at you smiling sweetly, her lips upon yours as she arranged her position on the bed, her head on your shoulder and your legs intertwined. You put her closer, listening to her narrating her weekend. It had always been this way, but this time around you were noticing other things. How her body felt against yours, how warm she usually was, how soft was her skin…

You smiled when she told you about the disaster in the kitchen, or how Vision taught her to hack into the secure system to download movies in the TV. You relationship with her had never been defined by the physical contact, and though the both of you had gotten into some sexy games it never went beyond that. Wanda never said anything and you just assumed it was okay.

Perhaps, it was time?

The small figured beside you stirred, her nose nuzzling against your pulse point while she placed a sweet kiss on your jaw.

“What is it, love? You have been so restless since the mission.” Wanda lifted herself on her elbow, her eyes filled with sleep though you could see how worried she really was. “Wanna talk about it?”

You sighed shaking your head, your hand lifting up to caress her face, cupping her check in your arm you leaned in kissing her slowly. The hand you had on her waist rubbing circles on her lower back, putting her closer while your lips and tongue played a lazy game of dominance you won in the end. The whimper that left her lips sent a shiver down your back.

When the both of you parted away, you could see the lust gleaming in her eyes. She was breathing hard, flustered while looking at you with curiosity, up until that point you had ignored such reactions because it was not important. A pang of guiltiness went right through you, how selfish you had been with the situation; you might think it wasn’t important, your idea must be distorted but…what about Wanda?

“Detka?” Wanda asked placing a hand on your cheek.

You kissed her again, this time around just a quick peck on the lips.

“I have a surprised for you, tomorrow.” You said simply, your voice filled with affection as you said this.

Wanda opened her eyes big, they were gleaming with happiness and her heart speed up at your words. It must be something special for you to say it out loud; she giggled hiding her face on the crook of your neck.

“You do? What is it?” You snorted shaking your head, and Wanda could do nothing but giggled like a high school girl. “Right, if you tell me if wouldn’t be a surprised, right?”

You nodded matching the smile on her face, she rolled her eyes affectionately at you.

“That was what have you so worried?” She asked and you just shrugged, sometimes you could not say what you wanted or what you really meant. It was better to show her everything.

Wanda nuzzled your neck again snuggling closer to you, her heart feeling lighter knowing everything was because you had a surprised for her. She knew it was still difficult for you to understand and assimilated that whatever you did for Wanda, she would always love it.

“Very well, I expected my surprised to be worth my concern for you all day. It cost me the UNO game against Pietro.”

You chuckled rolling your eyes, a void at the pit of your stomach.

Now, what would you do?

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Ever since you met him, he became your best friend.

Your partner in crime.

He was the brother you wished you had.

Sometimes, he was too much …some others he wasn’t.

Like, he was acting right at the moment. He was turning blue, still coughing while waving his hand away matching the glare you had on your face. You rolled your eyes patting him on the back, easing him down on the ground while he tried to recover his breathing abilities.

“Yo…you…” He rasped out clearing his throat, you passed him a bottle of water lifting an eyebrow at him. “Yo---you CAN’T!”

The last part was said with a scream, you jumped startled taking in a defensive position out of instinct. Pietro was torn between disbelief, mortification and protectiveness; his sore throat calming while he tried to drink more water clearing his throat shooting you a nasty glare for asking such a thing when he was in the middle of drinking water. He almost died.

“You…can’t. NO, absolutely NO.” He reiterated shaking his head, you were not impressed by his antics, your eyes narrowed while you lift the small whiteboard he had giving you for your birthday,

I’m not asking for your permission.

“Good, because you’re not having it!” Pietro exclaimed. “She is my little sister!”

You scrunched up your nose, writing something there rather fast.

You’re twins! You’re just older by 12 minutes!

“It doesn’t matter! I’m not about to let you, to…geez, really? What make you think this was a good idea?” As soon as those words left his mouth, Pietro regretted them.

He could see the changes in your face, how your whole body stiffened while your eyes flickered down and your whole expression dropped. You nodded curtly turning around when his hand wrapped around your wrist.

“No, wait, Y/N, I didn’t mean that…” You refused to look at him, trembling in anger and hurt because of his words. “Shit, I’m sorry, it’s just…I mean…she is my sister and you…well, I just thought…Look, sorry.”

You crossed your arms looking away, Pietro knew you came to him because she trusted you. Because you were her friend and was hoping for a good advised as she always did whenever Wanda was involved. Pietro also knew this topic was a complete discovery to you, he had known for quite sometime the two of you hadn’t had any physical intercourse he had heard Wanda’s worries and your silent inquiries.

Still…Wanda was his siter, he just…

“Look, it’s just weird.” He finally said shrugging. “I know you’re not asking me to give you a class…”

You scoffed at his comment writing something down on the board, Pietro opened and closed his mouth several times.

I’m pretty sure I’m better than you in that area.

Pietro straightened up ready to retort until he noticed the glint of amusement in your eyes, he lifted his arms in the air shaking his head.

“You know what? I’m not going to fall on that discussion, I know the real answer so…” He rolled his eyes at your condescending smile. “Okay, so you really want to…you know? With Wanda?”

You nodded curtly, this time around you could sense the blush forming on your cheeks. Pietro let a hand brushed his hair before he sighed.

“Okay, I think…I’m not…I just…” Pietro tried to start several times, you just tapped the ground with your foot waiting impatiently. “Okay, okay…geez, eager much?”

You hit him on his arm, he yelped moving away from you.

“Y/N she really loves you, man she is so in love with you is amazing how happy you make her.” Pietro finally said placing his hands on your shoulders. “Whatever you do, I know she would love it because it’s you.”

You felt tears at the corner of your eyes, Pietro offered a comforting squeeze on your shoulders before continuing. “Now, what we can do…because I bet you don’t want anyone snooping around,” you nodded in agreement and Pietro put a hand on his chin. “Well, the Avenger’s tower had a complete section meant for each one of us. I know it’s still being build but…I think mine and Wanda’s is about to be finished, why don’t you take her there?”

You tilted your head nodding in approval, your eyes drifted back to the compound then back to Pietro.

��I talk to Tony, don’t worry.” You sighed in relief offering a smile, Pietro smiled back wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “Now, for the date…”

Wanda has been talking non-stop about the concert of her favourite band, they have a very exclusive presentation today.

Pietro nodded in agreement, “yeah, yeah she gave me hell about that too. Mmm, well for that one, we’re Avengers pal, I think we can get in.”

No cheating or doing something illegal like last time?

Pietro looked offended by the insinuation, both of you shared the same mischievous smile.

“Me? Never!”

You chuckled wrapping your arms around him, Pietro softened wrapping his arms around you. The whole situation was absurd and while a part of him still thought that it was odd and just a tad bit embarrassing, he also knew he couldn’t trust his sister to anyone that wasn’t you.

“Y/N just…” Pietro stepped back looking you in the eye. “If you hurt my little sister, I’ll kill you. And please, no details. I really don’t need to know how you deflower her…”

You cringed hitting him on the arm again, Pietro chuckled staring at you.

“Sorry, what I mean is I know you make her happy, and that she makes you happy so let’s keep it that way.”

You nodded curtly nodding towards the compound, Pietro nodded as well and soon the both of you were getting ready for the date.

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Wanda Maximoff had learnt a long time ago that what you didn’t say with words, you most certainly did with actions.

She didn’t need a full declaration of love, or the retelling of your life and adventures for Wanda to get to know you by looking at you. Your body and your gestures were enough to tell her whenever you were mad or happy, or when you found yourself sad or contemplative. It had taken some time, even moments of denial before she finally gave in her feelings for you, but when she was finally there she realized not many got a chance to see you.

The real you.

Your contemplative nature allowed for you to be very observant, to always notice whenever there was someone in need of help or a shoulder to cry on. You were kind and highly sensitive, mischievous, and quite competitive and each of these aspects Wanda loved with all her heart. Then there were the traits not as positive as these ones, you were easy to anger and sometimes highly impatient, you were secretive and kept what you really felt deep inside your head until it was almost impossible to hold it back. You were stubborn and defiant, and sometimes just for the hell of it you were at rebel by heart.

Wanda never needed to hear you to know all of this.

The relationship the both of you shared was special like that, whenever you needed to share something special or meaningful you would open your mind to her. When Wanda felt as if the world was too much, you stood by her side wrapping your arms protectively around her drawing shows on a wall, telling her stories you had learnt thanks to your trips to Wakanda. When the both of you fought it was explosive and chaotic, everyone knew something bad had happened because you would pout and grunt all day long and Wanda would hex whoever tried to approach her without a real reason behind it.

This and more were what the both of you had built over time, and Wanda loved every single moment of it.

She fixed her hair and makeup in front of the mirror, her lips curling into a soft smile as her hand went to the pendant you had given to her for your first anniversary. Wanda knew that day was not special, it was just another day in the calendar but the way you had acted as of late she knew perhaps there was something else bothering you and this was your way to talk to her when you lack the words.

There was a knock on her door, Wanda straightened up giving herself one last glance before opening the door of her room. She stopped dead on her tracks, her breath caught in her throat when she took in your outfit.

Her mouth hang opened as you fit a pair of black jeans with come vans, the white shirt was bottom up all the way to your neck and on top of it you wore a leather jacket complementing the hair and the lack of makeup. Your lips curled into a smirk, and your eyes checking Wanda out with the same hunger.

You cleared your throat stretching your hand to her, “you look stunning, Little Witch.”

Your voice sent a shiver down Wanda’s back, her eyes darkened for a moment and the young witch knew just that night there was something different. Her hand grasped yours, the warm she brough to you always made your heart leap to your throat.

“You look beautiful, detka.” Wanda replied breathlessly. “Where are we going?”

You winked at her, making your way down the hall to the garage.

“Please, don’t tell me you stole the keys from Natasha.” Wanda giggled at your offend stare, the keys of the bike on your hand while you merely shook your head.

This time around Wanda was quite shocked, “she lend you the bike? Really?”

You rolled your eyes, your lips tugging up as you nodded pointing to your chest. Wanda leaned in pecking you on the lips.

“I know you’re very responsible, it’s just Natasha loves the bike as much as she loves you.” Then as an afterthought, “I would say she loves the bike even more.”

The indignation crossing your features was well worth the comment, Wanda chuckled kissing you softly.

“I’m kidding, detka, as of today you were upgraded to the first place, since she is letting you use her bike.” Wanda yelped in surprised when your arms wrapped around her waist putting her closer to you, the young woman stood in between your legs and she found herself unable to look away from your eyes.

Wanda shivered leaning in, her body tingling all over submitting slowly to your caresses. Your hand moved up to cup her cheeks, you stood up locking your lips with hers and the kiss ended up being different to the ones you had shared so far. It was lips only, a danced of sensations in which you lead Wanda deeper into the game with sensuous nibbles while your fingers tickled the skin of her cheeks, jaw and neck.

When the both of you parted, Wanda was blushing furiously her eyes completely darkened and her heart about ready to burst out of her chest.

“What was that for?” She asked in a whisper, you smiled at her. A real smile. The one you only gave to her.

“I love you.” You said simply, Wanda accepted this and soon the both of you were making your way to the centre of the city of New York.

Wanda noticed there was something different about this date by the time she was laughing in the midst of a club, your arms around her with people celebrating around the both of you. Even in the midst of such a party, with the noise and the music and the lights, it was as if no one else exited but you and her. Your eyes had been all night on her, even after you received many invitations from both male and females, and you had stolen more than a couple of glances your hand never left hers, and your eyes were looking at Wanda with adoration.

Wanda was not sure how you had gotten two VIP passes to the concert she was dying to go, but she didn’t care as long as she could enjoy the way she was doing at the moment.

“Oh, no, I’m beat I think I need to sit!” Wanda exclaimed above the music, you nodded looking around while pointing to the private longue at the back. “You’re kidding, right?”

You shrugged but of course Wanda knew you were not kidding, of course the private longue had been reserved for the both of you. It seemed as if the whole night had been planned for just the two of you, the rest of the world was just a guest in your own little world.

Once the both of you were inside the room the sound of the music got muffled by the protective barrier of the walls and the windows, there was food and drink available for the both of you as well as a comfortable sofa. Wanda couldn’t help but take you in her arms, her lips seeking out yours in a content gesture of how well she had spent her night so far.

You melted into the kiss, tasting her as if it was the very first time you did so. By the time you both sought out air, your arms wrapped comfortably on her hips and her arms were on the back of your neck.

“This was perfect, detka, thank you. How did you get all of this?” Wanda inquired never losing her smile.

“Tony, Pietro and Natasha.” You answered with affection in your voice, “I want tonight to be special for you.”

This surprised Wanda greatly, the young woman softened slightly knowing this must be really special even for you to go all the way to prepare things and to be so open and talkative about it.

“Every day I spend in your arms is special, Y/N.” Wanda said honestly. “And today you made it extra special, I love you.”

The goofy smile that appeared on your face told Wanda you would never get tired of hearing such things coming from her, it was such a new emotion that bubbled up on your chest and made you all girly and cute in her eyes. Wanda chuckled when you dipped your head shyly before speaking again.

“There is something else, but…” Here you trailed off, and Wanda knew not to press you to speak up. The fact you were talking at the moment told her whatever was happening was important enough. “We can get to that part whenever you want.”

Wanda tilted her head for a moment, her nose crunching up adorably with her eyes gleaming with the same happiness reflecting in yours.

“How about if we go now?” Wanda said after a moment of hesitation, “I think I’m beat and I wouldn’t say no to more of this surprised you have prepared for me.”

Wanda was highly surprised when all of a sudden you looked away with a blush adorning your cheeks, your eyes glancing coyly at you with a smile that denote a timidity she would never associate with you. Ever. Now, she was more curious than before as to what you had prepared for her.

*****

The Avengers Tower was a structure protected by pure Stark technology.

Friday alongside with some modifications made by Vision and Tony himself, worked in a way only few people in the world were capable of accessing the whole facility without being threatened with forced or criminal charges.

For the moment the place was empty, but by the penthouse Tony used once in a while, and the upper floors meant to be the private flats for each and every single member of the Avengers.

Welcome, Agent Y/N, Ms. Maximoff.

“Hello Friday.” Wanda greeted the AI as soon as the both of you entered the lifts located it in the garage.

Wanda was still highly confused about the whole trip, she thought there was something different for her. Perhaps a visit to a beach, or a restaurant or an amusement park…in reality, Wanda thought about everything but the both of you coming all the way to the Avenger’s Tower.

It was quite evident, thought this was what you had planned and right now it had you fidgeting nervously in place while shooting Wanda nervous stares. The ride in the elevator was a slow one, Wanda had stopped trying to get out of you when it was quite evident you would not show or speak until the right moment.

The elevator stopped with a familiar ring, and the doors opened to present an amazing penthouse decorated with all your favourite colours. Wanda gasped entering the palace while admiring the expensive furniture and the professional decoration, the blue and black along with the white and soft tones of green contrasted beautifully with the interior. You were just as surprised as Wanda, your feet took you deeper into the living room, down to the dining room and then to the hall leading to four different doors.

You stepped back making your way to the kitchen where there was a single note waiting for you.

You owed me a big deal kid, there is champagne on the fridge and everything else was done according to your specifications. Enjoy!

Tony S.

You smiled at the note making your way to the fridge, the bottle was waiting right there for you and you decided to put it out along with some glasses. Wanda came to you still in awed with what she just saw.

“Tony really outdid himself with these apartments.” Wanda tilted her head watching in amusement as you open the bottle, serving the champagne with a smile. “Did you know he had finished your place already?”

You nodded presenting Wanda with one glass, the young woman took it furrowing her brows for a moment.

“Was this the second part of your surprised to me?” Wanda finally asked, you took a long sip from the champagne shaking your head.

With a deep breath you stepped closer to Wanda, the sudden air around the both of you changed and Wanda felt the tension radiating from you. Your hand grabbed the glass putting it on the kitchen counter before leaning in to kiss Wanda.

Just like everything that was happening that day, the kiss turned out to be completely different. It was an invitation, a tentative question you didn’t dare to voice just yet; Wanda felt her knees buckled under the pressure, your hand wrapping around her waist putting her closer to you, your leg placing itself in between her legs, your other hand placed possessively on the back of her neck helping you into deepening the kiss.

You smiled hearing the whimper that scaped Wanda’s lips when you broke the kiss leaning back, her eyes had darkened again trembling under your touch. Her cheeks flustered, and her lips swollen from the kissing.

“Y/N?” And her voice was trembling under the confusion and the arousal she felt at the moment, you leaned in pressing your forehead against hers. Your lips ghosting above hers, breathing in her perfume and the singular aroma that was her.

You opened your mouth, but not words came.

You stepped back in frustration; you want to make of this moment something memorable but you were unsure as to how to put it in words. Wanda furrowed her brows, following you her arms wrapped around you making you look back at her.

“Y/N, what is it?” She finally asked, and while it was evident there was arousal in there was concern and a question she wanted to ask but dare not to.

With a single breath, you grabbed her hand and placed it on top of your temple. Wanda opened her eyes shocked.

“Are you sure?” She asked in a whispered, you smiled at her giving her silent permission with a single gesture.

The moment her fingertips touched your temple, and the red wisps of magic danced around your head Wanda gasped loudly. You made sure whatever it was you need to tell her was there for her to see, your eyes gleamed black just as her gleamed red.

Wanda felt it first, the waves of lust and arousal coming from you. Your desire for her, your eagerness to touch her and make her reach ectasis while screaming your name; Wanda saw your hesitation, she found herself glancing at a very familiar scene in which you were taught the usefulness of sex during missions. How you were afraid to treat Wanda the way you had treated others in the past.

You wanted for this to be special.

You wanted Wanda to know that you had never touched anyone before her the way you wanted to touch her.

There was no need for sex, you knew this. And yet, you just wanted to give yourself to Wanda the way Wanda had given you so much in such little time.

You want to show her that you were hers now and forever.

Wanda felt tears rolling down her cheeks, she locked eyes with you and found the pure adoration you felt for her there. Wanda would be lying if she said she didn’t think about it, of course she had. She thought about it when she saw you training with Natasha and got to see the muscles of your arms and legs. She thought about it when you picked her up or straddled her while playing around, and she thought about it when the both of you made out on the bed or the sofa.

But the young witch had never pressed matters because she knew how much you had suffered due to the physical contact, you had shown her what you were made to do, how you were made to do it…at what age they started you. So Wanda had never pressed you to do anything that you didn’t feel comfortable with, perhaps it was something the both of you should had talked about but it wasn’t that important.

And the end of the day Wanda had realized, it really wasn’t that important as long as she had you.

But now…seeing you like this, all exited but fearful, ready but unsure… it made her heart swelled with affection for you. She really was in love with you the way she would never be with anyone else.

Wanda grabbed your cheeks in her hands, she leaned in smiling at you.

“My love, I’ll do whatever you want to do right now, I would love nothing more than make love to you, but I will be as happy with just cuddling with you enjoying the closeness and the love you provide.” She tried to pour her emotions in her words, making sure you understood what she was trying to convey.

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, your lips curled into a content smile just as you place your hands on her waist.

“I want to make love to you, Little Witch.” You declared simply, with affection dripping from your tone.

“Then, love, kiss me.”

Wanda knew you were experienced.

Of course, you were, it was something you had learnt in your line of work.

What she never expected to experience was the raw emotions that your touch brought to her, not sooner had she asked you to kiss her you were devouring her lips, your hands touching gently the length of her back and the side of her body, your fingertips brushing and kneading those spots that made her react.

The clothes were left alongside the hall, you guided Wanda slowly but surely to the main room where the bed and a couple of artificial candles were already waiting for you setting the romantic atmosphere Wanda had always talked about whenever the both of you watched a movie.

Wanda let out a breathy laugh when her eyes found the petals of roses on the floor, and the candles illuminating the room. The bedsheets were black and blue, and everything was just out of one of those movies. Her eyes found yours, and you knew you did something well because she was smiling brightly at you.

“You’re such a hopeless romantic,” she whispered letting her hands travelled down your naked torso, the warm of her palms making you shiver with anticipation as she cupped your breast in her hands. “God, I don’t know…I love you so much, I’m …I’m afraid of losing you or thinking this is just an illusion…”

You furrowed your brows locking your eyes with hers, grabbing her hands in yours you led her to the bed helping her up while you pressed your knee on the mattress.

“I will never let it happen, Wanda. For as long as you want me, I am yours.” You whispered kissing her again, leaning in until her back was on the bed and you were hovering above her.

You broke the kiss, your lips curling slightly watching Wanda with laboured breathing and her hands on your arms.

“Do you trust me?” You asked in a whisper, she merely nodded and you let your fingertips brush lightly on her eyelids. “Close your eyes, and don’t open them, let me love you tonight.”

The husky tinge in your voice, the heated coming in waves from your body made Wanda shivered, and she closed her eyes obediently. You bit the inside of your cheeks, leaning in placing open-mouthed kisses down her jaw to her neck; you enjoyed the sounds coming from her throat, the way she tilted her head to give you space to continue with the kisses, her hands grasping tightly around your forearms.

You had done this before, many missions in which you were to be a willing participant and others in which you were there for the final prize.

Wanda was different.

And everything that you were doing to her was so much different. You sighed into her skin, your left hand dancing around her body while your mouth travelled down her neck sucking lightly on the skin while your tongue soothe the light bites. The moans tearing out of her mouth were music for your ears, your fingertips mapping out the skin you had imagined up until now, brushing against one hardened nipple chuckling when a cursed left those lips.

Never once did Wanda opened her eyes.

Whatever you were doing, the fact she could no see but only feel was driving her mad. She could feel the texture of your lips traveling down the length of her neck, the teasing nibbles and the flickering of a playful tongue just as a pair of fingers pinched on a hardened nipple, her hips lifted from the mattress and a moan left her mouth when a volt of electricity went all the way to her core.

“Y/N…” your name sounded like a prayer, your eyes closing enjoying the sound of her voice. Your name on her lips, your hands dancing around her abdomen, your mouth tasting every single corner of her shoulders and her collarbone.

Moving down until you found the hem of the skirt she had chosen that day, you watched fascinated as Wanda grabbed the bed sheets her mouth hanging open and her eyes tightly close. The muscles of her abdomen and arms jumping whenever your mouth discovered a new sensitive spot you could explore while playing with the hem of her skirt, deciding if it was wise to take it off or not.

Your games took a couple of minutes, your mouth teasingly danced around her skin never touching those hardened knots on her breast or moving down beyond the well worked out abdomen. Your fingers and your hands moving down to spread her legs touching the soft skin of her inner thighs.

“Please, Y/N…” Her voice sounded broken, almost like a whine. You lifted your head and her green eyes were glancing down at you.

You sat up taking the warm of your body off of hers, Wanda groan in frustration her eyes gleaming red while a petulant pout formed on her face.

“Y/N, please…” She started but you shook your head, lifting a hand you made a gesture with two of your fingers. Wanda swallowed nodding before closing her eyes, you smiled at that standing up only to grab her skirt putting it off in a single pulled.

Your eyes darkened completely at the sight of her dark panties already sporting a wet spot in the middle, her boots and socks came soon after and you took of your shoes and pants along your underwear leaving yourself and her completely naked. You sighed taking all the courage you could muster, ready to show Wanda all the love you had for her.

You started by kissing her feet, smiling when Wanda let out a giggle, her finger wiggling playfully while your fingertips brushed against the skin on her ankle moving up alongside your mouth. You were not thinking about anything else that wasn’t to worship the woman in front of you, your own pleasure linked directly with hers.

Your lips moving up, kissing the back of her knees up to the warm skin on her thighs, the smell of her arousal making you groan with want. The sounds of her ragged breathing, and the moans leaving her lips were enhancing your own experienced as you focused on what you had in front of you.

The moment your tongue flickered out; you closed your eyes moaning with pleasure at the taste that was purely Wanda. Your hands placed firmly around her hips; Wanda let out a whimper mixed out with a scream her hands gripping the bedsheets tightly while she tried to buck her hips to get more of your tongue in her.

You moaned leaning in, your tongue licking teasingly on those pussy lips before you let it trace the dripping slit enjoying the reactions you were getting from Wanda. The young witch was driving herself to the edge by the mere contact of the tongue in between her legs, she wanted to desperately open her eyes and see you licking her mound but the fear of you stopping was more than enough to make her clenched her eyes shut tightly.

It was extremely pleasurable to just imagine you licking and kissing her pussy, your eyes concentrating in the task at hand while your mouth move enthusiastically lapping at her juices, flickering around her clit while probing at her entrance with playful thrusts of your tongue.

God, the mere thought of you doing all of this, while your hands sought out to rub her abdomen until they reach on her breast. Wanda arched her back with her hips bucking upwards, her eyes caught the sound of your moans while the vibrations of your mouth clashed against her sensitive pussy making her screamed again.

“God, Y/N…please….please…” Wanda was not sure why she was begging, or what exactly she was looking for.

It didn’t matter because it seemed as if you knew exactly what Wanda wanted, your flattened tongue pressed against her clit and Wanda let out a breathy screamed when two of your fingers entered her in one swift thrust.

It was all it took, she was shivering under you mewling while your name left her lips in a shattering scream, her orgasm making her trembled and spasm around you.

Wanda didn’t know exactly what happened, her eyes were still close and she was shivering under your body, your tongue sneaking inside her mouth and the young witch moan tasting herself in you.

The moment she opened her eyes you were wearing a content smile, your eyes gleaming happily at her and Wanda couldn’t help but think you look cute like this.

“God, Y/N…I love you.” She said unable to think of anything else to say, you leaned in rubbing the tip of your nose against hers.

For a moment you were about to touch her but her hands grabbed yours, her smirked grew and soon she turned you around hovering above you.

“Now, detka, it’s my turn.” You opened your eyes wide, and just as you had done before she lifted a hand and with uttered cared close your eyelids. “Do you trust me?”

You hesitated for moment before speaking, “with my life.”

Wanda stopped for a moment, her heart swelling with emotions she could barely hold back.

“Then, detka, let me make you feel love…let me love you like no one had ever done so before me.”

Wanda had learnt a long time ago that you were highly susceptible to words and to touch, it could be your touch-starve nature due to your uprising and the lack of conversations you held when you were but a kid and a teen.

Whatever the case, Wanda let her hands caressed every inch of your body, her lips right beside your ear prising your performance telling you she had never come so hard for anyone. How her heart was beating only for you, and that you were all she needed it.

Wanda’s hands went to your breast squeezing them lightly, while her fingers played with the nipples pinching and pulling at them before her mouth closed around them. You let out a moan bucking your hips seeking relief. The young witch smirked sucking on your nipple while her hand slid down your abdomen cupping your dripping pussy in her hand, she let go of you moaning alongside you her lips right above you.

“Y/N, you’re so wet, baby.” The moment her lips closed around yours, her fingers flickered on your clit and Wanda drank your whimpers as she kissed you passionately.

Soon you were trashing under her, your hands on her arms and her hand moving all the way to your entrance, Wanda was fascinated at how easy was for you to give up your control to her. How your trusted in her was so complete you have your eyes closed and were giving her everything you were. Everything you had.

She started trusting inside you, over and over, her lips moving to your ear.

“Please detka, come for me.” That was all it took, your inner walls clenched around her fingers and Wanda watched with fascination as you came around her fingers a scream of her name leaving your lips.

“Wanda!”

It was fascinating for her, she rode out your orgasm until you were whimpering with discomfort. Wanda kissed you softly snuggling to you, placing tender kisses on your neck and jaw until she felt your arms wrapping tightly around you.

Nothing else was said that night, the both of you fall asleep enjoying the breathing of the other the smell of sex in the room. The heartbeat that seemed to beat as one.

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You woke up to a pair of green eyes looking down at you.

Wanda was always beautiful in the mornings, but on that morning in particular she was breath-taking. She had a smile on her face, her fingertips were drawing lazy figures on your abdomen you stretched out smiling back at her your eyes drifting down to see her completely naked pressed against you.

“Like what you see?” She asked playfully, leaning against her arm. You nodded turning around so you two were facing each other your fingers went to draw the same patterns on her arm.

“I like it too.” She said to which you merely snickered, she leaned in kissing you softly on the lips. “Last night…”

You tensed slightly, your eyes drifting to the side before they settled back on Wanda. The redhead smiled tenderly at you, she understood without you having to say anything at all. She always did.

“Last night was really magical, Y/N. It was everything I imagine would be with you.” Wanda snuggled closer to you, never breaking the eye contact. “And I can’t think of anyone I want to spend the rest of my life with.”

“Marry me?” You blurted out before you can contain yourself, your eyes opened wide just as Wanda opened hers.

You shook your head, your body stiffened and your mouth opened and closed trying to get the words out before Wanda could leave before she could just say how a fucking moron you were for blurting something so stupid just after sex. Who did that?

The reaction you got from Wanda was not something you were expecting, she went right ahead to crash her lips against yours until you were on your back. Wanda was smiling, and you couldn’t help but smile back at her enthusiasm.

“Yes, yes I will marry you if that’s what you want.” You chuckled shaking your head when Wanda started placing kisses on your face.

You grabbed her hands in yours, turning you two around until it was you the one of top of her. She was chuckling happily, tilting her head to lock her eyes on yours.

“Did you mean it or the sex was that fantastic?” You chuckled rubbing your nose to hers, there was a flickered of hesitation in your eyes and for a moment Wanda thought you were going to back off without saying anything.

You broke your defences at that moment, Wanda watched with fascination as all protective barriers around your eyes left and all that was left was you.

“I meant it…not now, not tomorrow, probably not next year.” You said with your voice taking in a deep, serious tone Wanda was familiar with. “I don’t want to do this all my life, the fight, the missions. But you, Wanda, I want to be by your side all my life. Be a family. Be with you.”

Wanda melted at your words, whenever you decided to speak it was the most amazing experience for her. You never used your words in vain, and what always brough a bubble of happiness to Wanda was that she was your favourite person to talk to.

“So, Wanda Maximoff, would you marry me?”

Wanda sighed nodding lifting her head to meet your lips in a sweet kiss, “yes, Y/N, I will marry you. Not today, not tomorrow, probably no next year, but I will and we can build our family, right outside the suburbs…”

You chuckled lifting your hand and moving your pinkie finger, Wanda laughed at the absurdity of your actions but followed you lifting her hand and entangling her pinkie finger with yours.

“Pinkie promise.” She whispered before sealing the promised with a deep kiss.

The rest of the morning was spend showing one another just how much they loved one another, how their future was looking brighter.

How it was looking like a promise.

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