#subby top wanda

[themidnightcrimson]

good morning ࿏ wm

summary: in which you decide to get what you want first thing in the morning.

words: 3.9k

warnings: top!wanda, power bottom!reader, dubcon/noncon, breeding kink, cumstrap (r receiving), somno (r giving), blowjob on cumstrap (r giving), enhanced strap, brief choking, just imagining slutting top!wanda out like this woeidbsibfwioe its the power bottom in me

this fic is for 18+ only. minors dni. read with discretion.

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The room was cool and the bed warm by the time you woke up. Legs shifting smoothly under the crisp sheets, you could hear the faint chirp of a lone bird outside the window along with what sounded like a gentle spring morning rain shower.

Plat plat plat plat the rain softly tapped against the window and quietly onto the roof above you. It was a sleepy rain, an early morning rain whose clouds blocked the sun from glaring through your window. It made waking a little easier, a little more soft.

The other thing that made waking a peaceful experience was the warm body you were tangled up with. The soft, curled ends of light brown hair tickled your bare shoulder, and it was the first thing you saw in the dim room as you opened your eyes. Your head rose and fell slowly with Wanda’s steady breath. It was resting on her bare chest, the skin there hot against your ear. She always slept so hot.

Your legs were tangled with hers, your arm thrown across her torso. As you blinked your eyes awake, you tilted your head upwards to get an angle of her from below. The stretch of her jawbone, the mountain of her cheekbones just beyond it. Heavy eyelashes fluttered closed, deep pink lips pursed in her sleep. The crinkle between her eyebrows that was always there when she slept. She was starting to get a permanent wrinkle from it, and while she was embarrassed of it, you told her it was just the imprint of all the dreams she’d ever had right there in one wrinkle between her brows so she would never forget them. Wanda was always a deep dreamer, for better or worse.

The puffy comforter you shared rested right below her breasts, likely pushed down during her overheated sleep. Her hair was splayed over her chest, barely covering the peaks of her soft pink nipples. Her skin looked pale and soft under the dim gloomy morning light. You let your hand glide over the soft expanse of her tummy, fingers pressing into her flesh as you shift, waking up a little more. Letting out a silent yawn, you casually let your hand stroll further down beneath the blanket, being thrown off guard a little when your hand touches cool silicone between her legs.

It was Wanda’s new creation still left strapped around her hips via harness from last night’s endeavors. It took a lot of research and magical effort for Wanda to create her enchanted strap that functions like a biological part of her body. Using her magic, she enchanted the strap so that she can feel through it and cum through it. Let’s just say the first few tries once she perfected it could be described as very quick, hot, and wet on her end. It was the most mind-blowing feeling she had ever felt, being able to feel you inside. Even now, a few weeks later, she still warns you how sensitive it still is, which you could tell from the beginning because of how fast she came with you.

Wanda’s magic was very powerful—spontaneous creation. For that reason, she insisted on wearing a condom the first several times using the enchanted strap out of fear of accidental pregnancy, though you knew she secretly had a breeding kink. Finally, she stopped using condoms, but she still pulled out of you every time. It was hot, seeing her get so close to just doing it, to just letting go and planting her cum deep inside you. You could see it on her face every time. But every time, milliseconds before release, she pulls out and chooses to spill all over your tummy or back instead. Of course, that was also hot in its own right. But you desperately wanted her to cum inside. You weren’t sure if it was the risk or the ownership aspect of it, but you fucking needed it.

And you knew she wanted it too. She had a tendency to hold you down when she’s about to cum, almost as if she is about to force you to take her cum, which you willingly would take every single drop. You even told her in a heated moment of passion to cum inside you once, and she almost did accidentally. Hearing you say that made her orgasm immediately, and she had to frantically pull out right as she spurted all over your mound, making sounds you’d never heard her make.

And now, in the dim morning light with cozy rain coming from outside, and Wanda’s soft, warm sleeping body with her cock in your hand as you thought over all these times with the new magical piece, you wanted it.

But she was so pretty and peaceful in her sleep with her crinkled brow of dreams and her slowly rising and falling chest. You wouldn’t wake her.

Licking your lips, you shifted your body so that you hovered over her, taking great care in slinking down her body without moving the blankets or the bed too much. With the hem of the blanket resting at the back of your neck, you rested your elbows over her plush thighs, eyeing the strap that now sat right in front of your face.

Humming, you trail your fingers to the harness straps, fiddling with the fabric on her hips for a moment before you carefully let them trail to the base of her cock, taking it in your fist gently. Glancing back up to her, you saw the same image—her head resting on the pillow, turned to the side, sleeping peacefully like an angel. The warmth between your legs grew as you formulated the plan of your desires, licking your lips and coming closer to her strap.

You placed Wanda’s length in your mouth. It surprised you every time how big she was—an advantage she smugly gave herself when crafting her piece. Suctioning your lips, you began to swirl your tongue around the tip of the strap with a gentle but purposeful pressure.

It didn’t take long before your mouth ignited the spell within the strap, and her magic peered through the silicone in cracks that looked like molten lava in a crimson hue. That’s how you knew she was aroused now, and as you looked up at her again, she was still sleeping as peacefully as ever.

It took some practice for you to understand how to give your girlfriend a blowjob since it was your first time, but Wanda was patient and could get off with basically any touch you gave her with how sensitive the strap felt when she wore it anyways.

So you lowered your mouth further down on her strap that was warming up between your lips, keeping your hand on the base to keep it steady. Letting your other hand gently squeeze her thigh, you sucked her gently, wanting to make her feel good but not wanting to wake her up. It startled you when, as you took her entirety in your mouth so that the tip of her cock poked the back of your throat, Wanda’s legs twitched under you. It was only once and, looking up as you deepthroated her, you saw that the sleeping look on her face remained unchanged.

The depth with which you took her in your throat prompted tears to form in your eyes and saliva in your mouth. Sniffling, you kept taking her all the way in and then suctioning as you lifted your mouth from her, letting your tongue flick around her tip before deepthroating her again. You were slow and gentle, but she was hot and throbbing with magical arousal. You could even smell it on her now and, reaching down under the base where her slit was, you found that she was wet there, too.

Getting excited, you bobbed your head perhaps a little too hard, and she twitched again, this time letting her head sway to the other side. You paused, waiting for any sign of further movement or signs of being awake, but she was still deep asleep, the crease in her brow deeper now. You went back to sucking her off dutifully, and as wet sounds filled the air, Wanda moved again, this time arching her back. The movement sent her hips bucking up, which shoved her cock into your throat unexpectedly, causing you to choke on her girth.

Recovering, you continued carefully and watched as she twitched and squirmed in her sleep, somehow still staying deep asleep even as you could feel her throb faster. Her lips fell open at one point, soft gasps of air filling the quiet, dim room along with your wet sucking sounds. Her body heated up even more under your hands, and she started to buck her hips more.

Picking up your speed, you deepthroated her more and more, choking yourself on her strap while she grew even more restless. You knew she was seconds away from cumming, so you grabbed the base of her strap and sucked harder and faster. Finally, with a whispery, sleepy moan, and a more violent twitch of her hips, Wanda came in your mouth. You kept your mouth around her, feeling her warm cum gush at the back of your throat and ooze down it. You waited, letting her twitch and gasp and push out every last drop of cum before you finally swallowed it and took her out of your mouth. She was sweet to the taste with just a hint of metal, an interesting mix of her magic that reminded you of the taste of her real arousal.

There were many benefits to this magical creation of Wanda’s, one of many being that there was an unlimited supply.

Her cock now wet and shiny and slightly glowing, you carefully crawled back up her body and straddled her. She had almost immediately fallen back into utter stillness as soon as she came, except for her chest that was rising and falling much faster now. Biting your lip, you reached down and took her breasts into your hands, squeezing and letting your thumb roll over her nipples that were already rock hard for you. You could feel her cock, resting below your thigh, twitch and throb, basically vibrating with magic. All you could taste was her cum that coated the inside of your mouth, the taste still soaked into your tongue.

She just looked so pretty, even more relaxed now, having just helplessly cum in your mouth without even knowing it. Leaning down, you pressed a chaste kiss to her still lips before moving your mouth to her neck and pressing soft, wet kisses there. You let your hand grope her breasts for a moment before sliding it down and rubbing her tummy, lowering it further and further until you reached below yourself and took her strap in your hand again.

Still kissing her neck, and feeling her twitch once below you, you adjusted yourself over her cock and rubbed your throbbing, wet slit down her length, not letting it go inside. You remember the first time you did that, before she ever went inside you with the new strap, and she had prematurely came. She had been so embarrassed, taking off the cum-filled condom and tearing the strap off of her and getting up, but you’d found it so hot. You loved having this control over her. You loved knowing that you held this power over her, that you could make her cum so easily, that she desired you so much that she found it hard to even have any control. You wanted to tease her constantly, to degrade her and embarrass her by using her desire for you against her.

Wanda’s sleepy breaths hitched as you rubbed your warm, wet folds up and down her length, leaving a wet, sticky trail on the strap. She shifted under you, turning her head back to the other side. Her eyebrows creased deeper, her face contorting into a look of neediness as she subconsciously bucked her hips, pushing herself harder onto you. Chuckling, you gave her one last kiss on her neck before sitting up fully, unable to control yourself anymore. You wanted to get what you truly wanted out of her before she woke up.

Your breathing growing heavier, along with the rain pattering much harder on the window outside, you lined Wanda’s cock up with your entrance, letting it sit there pressed against it for a moment. You took a deep breath—her size still surprised you, and you still needed to relax and prepare yourself before taking her in. Thanks to the blowjob and how wet you were, there was enough lubrication for you to lower yourself down on her cock, feeling her slide right in and stretch your walls around her.

“Fuck,” you whispered as you stopped halfway, feeling a tinge of pain. Wanda shifted beneath you, which didn’t help, so you just took another deep breath and basically slammed yourself down on her, Wanda’s entire cock ramming deep inside you.

As if on cue, right as you let out a louder shriek than you meant to because of the way her cock hit your cervix, Wanda also let out a sleepy form of a moan, her head swaying to the side as her legs shifted under the blankets below you.

Placing your hands on her shoulders, you stayed still and felt her throb inside you as she squirmed, watching her eyes scroll side to side behind her eyelids. Biting your lip, you slowly lifted yourself off halfway before coming back down again, nearly seeing stars when she hit your deepest point again.

It was obvious that doing this wasn’t going to keep her asleep for much longer. She was still moving, eyelids fluttering, lips twitching as if trying to speak between her growing breaths. She was breathing faster now, redness blooming on her cheeks.

There was no point in being careful now. Grinding your teeth together, you rolled your hips, throwing your head back as she hit your sweet spot in your lower tummy. She was so big that her cock was basically all you could feel as you rode her, feeling pure pleasure bloom inside you as you anticipated the ending you were dreaming about.

“Mmmm-nnnn” Wanda murmured as she squirmed more beneath you, kicking at the sheets covering her feet and arching her back. “Ahhh…” She was starting to come to, being lured by your actions into an in-between state between sleeping and waking. She was arching her back off the bed and bucking her hips up into you, natural instinct to have more friction and be as close to you as possible coming through.

Power filled you as you stared down at the helpless witch, her cock lodged deep inside you, throbbing as you bounced on it. You bit the tip of your tongue and squeezed her shoulders, digging your nails into her skin as you rode her cock.

The feeling of your nails in Wanda’s skin was the one thing that brought her into awareness. Her eyelashes fluttered, mouth dropping open. Finally, her eyes opened fully, exposing those pretty irises that were usually green but were now a deep, sleepy crimson red from the magic she was subconsciously using.

A grin slashed across your own face, your tummy filled with excitement as you watched the look of confusion on Wanda’s once peaceful face. This was the second moment you were anticipating the most. Her eyebrows contorted in confusion as she stared up at you, her eyes blank with dumb sleepiness at first as her mouth let out heavy breaths. Then she blinked a few times, her eyes falling down over your body and to her own. She saw her cock, glistening with wet, appear halfway with every other bounce you made. She watched it appear as you lifted up, and then disappear again as you slapped yourself down on her lap.

Then she felt it. The tight, wet warmth. The squeezing of your walls around her. The more textured parts around your cervix, how much warmer and tighter you felt the deeper she was. Your lips smushed against the base of her cock when you had her fully inside. The ridges of your cunt massaging her length as you jerked up and down on her, the friction feeling like a white hot flame of pleasure with each stroke.

Her mouth fell open wider with a loud, startled moan, her hands immediately slapping onto your hips and holding them. “Baby!” she exclaimed in surprise, trying to blink the bleariness out of her eyes as you continued fucking yourself on her.

You giggled at her reaction, how she was confused but so turned on and so obviously overwhelmed by the feeling of you milking her cock as soon as she woke up, this being the very first thing her consciousness experienced this rainy morning. You felt her cock swell a little inside you, now that she was awake with her magic.

Her breathing turned into gasps, her eyes squeezing shut as she hissed through her teeth, her hips trembling as you slammed down onto them. “Fuck, baby, fuck, fuck,” she croaked, her voice sleepy and husky and burning hot in your ear.

“I always wanted to wake you up like this,” you whispered, scratching down her chest and over her nipples, causing her to let out the cutest little high-pitched whimper.

“Fuck,” was all she could whisper, holding your hips as they bounced up and down on her length.

You could see the sweat breaking on her forehead, the flush in her cheeks, the way her tummy tightened under your palm. She was getting close.

“D-Did you use prot-protection?” Wanda stammered, her brown hair starting to stick to her temples. She knew the answer. She could feel it, but she needed to ask anyway.

Chuckling, you let out a pornographic moan just to make her shudder and then said, “Nope.”

Wanda’s eyes widened a little in panic. She could already feel herself leaking a little, or maybe it was just your wetness, which was also dripping down her shaft and onto her thighs. Through the slight panic in your eye you could see the desperation, the idea she always dreams about sitting right there in her brain.

You purposefully clenched, and she bit her lip and threw her head back, her body lifting off the bed as she pushed herself into you. You gasped at the depth but used your strength to pin her hips back down to the bed.

“Baby,” she breathed, her eyes barely open. “Baby, get up.” Her voice grew breathy with quickness. “I’m gonna cum. Get up.” She slapped your hip a few times to make you get up, but you kept riding her.

“No,” you purred, leaning down closer to her face and smirking. “You can easily push me off if you want to.” You watched her, struggling to keep her eyes open, her body moving with your bouncing, look up at you with such a strong mix of horror and desire on her face. You waited, but she only continued to struggle beneath you, not making any effort to use her magic or strength to push you off. “So why don’t you?”

Wanda whined, throwing her head back and closing her eyes as if just looking at you was going to make her bust. Her nails dug into your hips as she trembled, looking like the pleasure was turning into pain as you continued to ride her. There was no way she would actively deny you. She could stop herself all she wanted when it was her in control, but if you were going to take it from her, she couldn’t not acquiesce.

“Baby, please,” she murmured through gritted teeth, tears forming in the corners of her eyes from the struggle to keep herself from cumming. You knew she could stop it if she wanted to—you didn’t have her physically wrangled, and even if you did, her magic could put an end to it immediately. “Please, get up, I can’t hold it.”

Grinning, you slam your hand over her throat, and she gasps, choking slightly as you squeeze her throat. “You’re so cute like this,” you whisper, “Begging me to stop. You’re the one who can’t control yourself.”

Tears were falling down her cheeks now. “Please, please,” she begged, her eyes squeezed shut. “Please, baby, I can’t—I can’t hold it—I’m gonna cum, fuck, please…”

“Do it. Give me all your cum,” you hiss, riding her harder to the point where the bedframe slams against the wall. Wanda, choking on the pressure of your hand around her throat, trembled and violently twitched below and inside you as she tried her hardest to hold it. But she was hot to the touch, and so were you, and your cunt felt so good squeezing around her cock, and you were taking complete advantage of her which she found to be so hot, and she hadn’t been able to stop dreaming about breeding you for weeks now, and it was all too much for her to even stop it.

“Fuck, baby, fuck, get off, I’m gonna… fuck, fuck fuck!”

Wanda’s nails dug into your hips as her words turned into incoherent babbles, her mouth falling wide open and her body lifting completely off the bed as she finally lost all control. You tried to watch her as long as you could, but your eyes fluttered closed when finally you felt her cock give one last hard twitch before loads of her burning hot cum went gushing deep inside you, splashing the wall of your cervix and filling your tummy all up.

The feeling made you cum, shivering on top of her and squeezing around her which only prolonged her orgasm even more. Wanda saw flashing images of you pregnant, which had been fueling what she thought was fear for weeks now, but she was learning just now that that fear was pure fetish. She tugged your hips down onto her and pushed herself as deep inside you as possible as she loaded you with her cum, surprising you with her strength as she kept you in a complete hold.

After a few moments, when she had filled you with all she had to give, which was a shocking amount this time because of how long she had held it, and you were limp against her chest, recovering from your own orgasm, Wanda finally relaxed, letting go of your hips and closing her eyes.

“Fuck,” she breathed, panting as sweat rolled down her tear-streaked face. You were quiet for a minute, relishing the feeling of a full tummy of Wanda’s cum, her cock throbbing gently in your cunt. You were so glad she’d enchanted that strap.

Finally, you hummed, looking up at her. She looked dazed and fuzzy-minded, her eyes hooded and cheeks blushing red from embarrassment. She sighed and grinned sheepishly, placing her hands over her face. You smirked. “That was a lot better than cumming on my tits, right?”

Wanda breathed. “Well, good morning to you, too.”

[xqueen-of-disasterx]

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: step cest, age gap, threeway, mommy kink, daddy kink sub!wanda, dom!nat, soft!dom!reader, rough sex

“The stupid whore needs her holes played with isn’t that right?”

Natasha husked out upon looking at your stepdaughter, Wanda, who was in an beyond humiliating posture. Chest pressed against her pillows, ass up high in the air the only thing protecting her from the eyes of your colleague and you were her pretty pink panties and oversized shirt.

“She was a brat today”

Natasha took great joy in treating her like the brat Wanda was. Giving her earth shuddering orgasm while she forced her to eat her step mother out.

“Such a good little girl, taking daddy’s cock so good” you’d praise while she aimlessly licked over your dripping cunt. However you couldn’t be mad at her for her inexperienced licks, after all she was fucked silly by daddy. She’d even have to take small breaks to whine for you.

“Mommy, please, too much”

“Stupid slut get back to work, your don’t get to cum until your mommy does”

The extreme contrast between your praising voice and her degrading barks, and the constant edging, was too much for the poor girl, it never failed to turn her into a subby mess. She cried for mommy only to be met with Natasha’s harsh slaps on her already sensitive pussy.

“Aw, does bunny want her mommy? Then you shouldn’t have broken our rules” another slap another yelp from the sweet throat of your step daughter. By the end she cured up in your embrace promising to never act out again but you knew she would because otherwise she’d miss out on getting treated like the slut she was.

𝐀/𝐍: tops get fed

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

I want Wanda to cum down my throat please and thank you ♡

What I wouldn't give to have her desperately rutting her hips against my face as I eat her out, her breaths ragged as I lick her to completion once again.

Eventually flipping her over and holding her hips down while she whines and pleads and begs for mercy, her eyes glassy and wide. Licking up every last drop of her arousal while she shakes under me and starts swearing in her native tongue. Her cum coating my chin as I eat her out until my jaw goes numb.

Then, I start using my fingers. Fucking her pussy until she's an incoherent mess beneath me, her orgasms wracking her body again and again. Not stopping until I'm satisfied.

And of course, giving her the sweetest aftercare with cuddles and a warm bath and water and plenty of kisses and reassurances.

[yelenasdiary]

Subby!bottom!Nat getting a nipple piercing just for R as her birthday present to her. But, the healing process is at least 2 weeks long so Nat always rejects R's advances for steamy sessions cuz it's painful/not allowed and she wants to keep it a secret until finally on the day of R's birthday Nat reveals her big present and R can't stop herself from sucking her titties. Bonus points if you can add in a scene where R tries to cup Nat's tits in one morning when they're cuddling but Nat moans as it hurts and tries to cover it up. (Thankyou for your work, you're amazing)

Happy Birthday!

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Fem! Reader

Summary: Nat has painfully been trying to keep your birthday present a surprise. 

Smut 18+ ONLY! Minors & Men, DNI!!

Translations: Detka (baby)

Warnings: Sub! Natasha, Nipple Play (N Receiving), Slight Thigh Riding, Mommy Kink, Tiny Degradation, | 1.3K

AC: Thank you for sending this!! I hope you enjoy it!!

"All done!" The piercer smiled as they took a step back to make sure the bars were sitting perfectly. "Just be careful with towels, still wear a bra and no sexual activity in that area for at least 2-4 weeks" she added as Natasha put her favorite oversized tee back on. "Thank you, I love them" the red head smiled. 

Nat had been planning this for months, she wanted to surprise you for your birthday but didn't think ahead of how hard she'd have to keep the secret. It's no secret that you're a lover of her breasts, especially when she's wearing one of her tight tank tops making them sit perfectly. She loved to tease you and would often wear a bra that was a little too small, making them almost spill out of her top, driving you crazy. 

It's been two weeks since Nat got her nipples pierced but still felt they were rather sensitive and sore. She was glad that she'd planned this months in advance, your birthday was only a week away which gave her a little more time for the piercings to heal. It wasn't easy though, trying to keep you from hiding out. She was beginning to run out of excuses to kindly avoid any sexual activities between the two of you, so she ended up taking a small trip to Ohio to catch up with Alexie and Melina. 

Nat got back a few days before your birthday and of course you'd missed her. The birds chirped outside the small window of your shared bedroom at the Avengers compound. You rolled over to see Nat reaching for her alarm, given that you missed her so much, you wanted a little extra time in bed before starting the day. Naturally, you dropped an arm over her hip and pulled her closer into you. 

"Good morning" you spoke softly as you placed a kiss on the back of her neck, your hands making their way to cup her breast. "Good morning" Nat smiled, forgetting for a second about her new piercings. Her hands were full of her tits for a split second before Nat moaned with need. You gave them a light squeeze, not thinking twice about why she was wearing a bra to bed, she never wore a bra to bed. She moaned once more before she caught her bottom lip between her teeth to keep the pain from alerting you. 

"God, I've missed you" you whispered, placing another kiss on the back of her neck. Nat playfully chuckled, "I've missed you too, but I can't miss training detka, we'll do this later" she replied as she gently removed your hands from her breasts and sat up, running her fingers through her hair before throwing it up in a messy bun. 

You didn't question her excuse, but it definitely confused you, Nat was always one for a little morning fun before her morning shower. "Is everything okay baby?" You asked, sitting up. 

Natasha nodded, "of course, I've just a busy day today and tomorrow I've got a few errands to run" she replied before leaning over and kissing you softly, "and the quicker I get everything done, the more free time you and I have" she added. 

"I told you not to make a fuss about my birthday" you reminded her. 

"I know detka, but you know how much Wanda loves to get everybody together to celebrate things" Nat replied before slipping out of bed. She had a point, even though you'd said a million times that you didn't want a party or anything, Wanda still made sure there would be some kind of celebration. "I'll see you later tonight" Nat smiled before disappearing into the bathroom. 

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A playlist of your favorite music played in the background under all the chit chatter from the others. The classic birthday song was sung as you blew out your candles, games were played before everybody was just enjoying a drink and talking among one another. You were sat on the sofa enjoying your drink when Nat came and sat beside you. 

"Come up stairs, I have a surprise for you" she whispered in your ear. You bit your bottom lip as you watched her stand up, getting a great look of the dress she was wearing that hugged her figure perfectly. She reached a hand out for you to take gracefully before she led the two of you back to your shared bedroom. 

Once Nat closed the door behind you, she locked it and made you take a seat on the small sofa. Your eyes were glued to her body, the way her dress rode up her thighs slightly and her tits basically begging to be let free. She straddled your waist, letting your hands land on her hips. "I've wanted to tear this dress off you all night" you spoke as you pulled the bottom of her dress over her arse to see she wasn't wearing any panties. "No panties huh?" You looked up at her. 

Nat kissed you deeply while she worked her arms out of the straps of her dress. "Are you ready for your surprise mommy?" She asked, biting her bottom lip. You nodded, running your tongue over your lips. Natasha slowly pulled down her dress and unclasped her bra and throwing it to the floor. Your eyes were met with the small silver daggers running through her nipples, your mouth watered at the sight. 

"Fuck baby! Is this why you've been avoiding me?" you asked, cupping her tits to get a better look. 

"Mhm, they need weeks to heal, do you like them" the red head replied as she watched the way you groped at her tits. 

"Like them? I fucking love them" you said before attaching your lips to her left nipple. Nat moaned at the unexpected attack on her breast, her nipples still rather sensitive only made her pussy throb as your tongue flicked over her nipple and sucked lightly. 

You released her nipple with a pop before giving her right nipple the same attention. Natasha could barely help herself, the way you bit and tugged on her tits made her rock her hips against your thigh. Rubbing her wet, exposed pussy on your outfit. "F-fuck" she moaned as you released her breast once more. 

"Don't stop mommy, please" Nat begged, rocking back and forth against your thigh. 

"Is my dirty girl needy for me now huh? After weeks of avoiding me, I can feel how soaked your pussy is darling" you replied, gripping her hips and making her stop her actions, "You're not cumming like this" you looked up at her, "keep still and let mommy have some fun" you added before taking her nipple back into your mouth. 

Natasha's moans filled the room, your hands still on her hips to keep her from grinding against you. Her head was thrown back, eyes closed while you twerked, bit and sucked on her nipples even leaving hickies in the valley of her breasts. 

"M-mommy!" Natasha moaned. You could feel just how soaked your girlfriend was, she was beginning to squirm in your hold while her clit throbbed with need to be touched. "I-I'm g'nna cum!" She added with another moan. You released her right nipple from your lips and brought your fingers to both of them. You pulled harshly on them, sending Natasha over the edge as she moaned your name while you rolled her nipples between your fingers. 

Natasha looked at you with red cheeks, "Happy Birthday mommy" she smirked before kissing you deeply once more. You stood up with Nat still wrapped around your waist before you placed her gently on the bed, "I think you can make a bigger mess, don't you?" You smirked before attacking her left nipple once more with your lips.

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Healing Bonds (Yelena Belova x Fem!Reader, Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader(past))

The Widow's Shadow (Natasha Romanoff x enhanced!Stark!Fem!Reader) 18+

If You Love Her (Yelena Belova x Fem!Reader, Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader(Past))

To Warm you Up (Natasha Romanoff x GN!Reader)

Revolving Around You (Beefy!Natasha x Fem!Reader)

Calling On You (Wanda x Natasha x fem!avenger!reader) 18+

Lost and Found (Carol Danvers x Avengers!GN!Reader)

You Were Red and You Liked Me Because I Was Blue (Mom's bsf!Wanda Maximoff x shy!innocent!Romanoff!fem!reader) 18+ Requested

You Just Want Attention. (Service top!Agatha Harkness x Power bottom!Fem!Reader) 18+ requested

Overworked (Agatha Harkness x Big Boss!Fem!Reader) 18+ Requested

[abbyromanoff]

Hi 👋🏻 could u write gpWanda x reader x gpNatasha where Wanda is r gf and she doesn't know how to fuck reader properly so she ask Nat for help and N fuck r while W is watching?

I'm sorry if there are mistakes, english isn't my first language

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PAIRINGS: Wanda x reader, Wanda x Nat, Nat x reader

WORD COUNT: 3,697

WARNINGS: therapist/patient relationship, perv!Nat, nat and Wanda have dicks, subby!Wanda, Miss (N), threesome, exhibition, voyerisum, degrading, praising, breeding, therapist!Natasha, pet names, smut (obvi), pining, cunnilingus, dry-humping (kinda), bottom!R, top!Nat, Nat treating R like an object,

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

Wanda sat on the couch with Natasha in front of her, sitting at her desk with a notebook in hand. The walls were painted a soothing gray, only adorning a few pieces of artwork. She had been seeing Ms. Romanoff for close to a year now after you suggested the idea of therapy, already having one of your own.

“I don’t know, it’s just hard I guess. I mean, I love them so much and I see myself having a future with them, but-” She paused, rubbing the back of her neck and adjusting her potion. Nat hummed, waiting for a response but speaking up when receiving none.

“But, what?”

“I- I want to- well, we don’t really-” She didn’t know why she was so nervous all of the sudden, she had been able to tell Nat almost everything but this seemed to be different.

“Trust me, I’ve most likely heard much worse here, whatever you say is confidential and free of judgment. Just take your time.” Wanda sighed and nodded, trying to figure out the words in her mind before speaking.

“I guess I just want to spice things up, you know? And don’t get me wrong, the sex is great but- but they were the first person I’ve ever done it with. I’m just scared they’re not satisfied and it worries me to think that I’m nowhere near as good as their past boyfriends or girlfriends.” She shrugged as if it wasn’t anything serious, but it was to her. She was a giving person, all she wanted was for you to be happy and well-pleasured, she wanted to impress you. But there was nothing to show off with, she had no skills in that aspect, that’s what she thought at least.

“Okay, that’s understandable.” Nat started. “Have you ever tried, say, having a conversation with them about this? I know you’re not great with communication but maybe just asking them what are some of the things they like or maybe even expressing your worries, I’m sure they’d listen.” She knew you would, but the idea of bringing such a thing up felt uncomfortable. She didn’t hate the thought of sex, but she hated the thought of talking about it. It felt like watching a sex scene on the television with your parents right next to you.

“I know they’d listen, I just don’t know how to, like, bring it up.” Wanda watched as Natasha moved her pen gently against the piece of paper, writing something down that she wished she could see.

“Alright, well, what if you invited them to a session, possibly our next one? We can bring up our discussion and your worries and maybe it could help ease them.” She spoke with such gentleness that it always made Wanda even more nervous. You had picked up on the way she’d always come home with a blush and a small smile after her appointments, but you just assumed she was happy to see you. And she was, but that wasn’t the full reason for her expressions.

“So it would be like couple’s therapy?”

“Yes, pretty much. I’ll have you two both share your sides and your feelings and we go from there.” Wanda could do that, she hoped so.

The one hour ended in what seemed like a few minutes as Nat said her goodbye’s to the woman, watching her leave as her eyes trailed down to her ass. The jeans fit her ass perfectly, it was impossible to stop the biting of her lip and the long sigh.

Truth be told, she had been planning this moment for too long. She remembered when she first ever saw you, Wanda showed her the picture she kept in her wallet of the two of you holding hands that were pointed to the camera with your lips attached in a sweet kiss. Before, she had been slightly upset when finding out that her client had a partner, even with the knowledge that it would ruin her career if she did anything. But then there was you, she didn’t expect you to be so beautiful.

The moment her last client left she went searching through your accounts, using your name to find anything on you. She was embarrassed to say she had stroked herself to multiple orgasms while scrolling through both you and your girlfriend’s photos. She was beyond ecstatic about next week’s visit, she could only hope you’d agree to go.

Luckily, you did. It took a little bit of convincing, when Wanda brought the idea up to you, you were frightened that you did something to upset her, but she quickly rushed that thought out of your mind. She didn’t tell you what exactly it was for, although you assumed it would be nice. You knew Natasha was an amazing therapist, she helped Wanda with all the things you struggled to help with. You were only human, and you didn’t have a degree like Nat, but your moral support meant just as much to your girlfriend.

“Wanda?” Her head shot up at the sound of Natasha’s voice, she quickly grabbed your hand and the two of you walked into her office. She closed the door behind you, her eyes catching a quick glimpse of your body. You were even better than the photos, she couldn’t wait.

“And you must be Y/N if I’m correct.” You nodded and shook her hand, giving her a warm smile as you removed your coat. Wanda did the same, grabbing yours and placing it on the coat rack in the corner of the room.

“So, I’m assuming Wanda has told you why you’re here?” When she looked down at her knees where her fingers rested, nervously picking the skin off of them, she knew her answer.

“Uh, not really. I was a little bit hesitant about this, but she told me there was nothing to worry about, so I’m hoping it’s nothing bad.” You shied away from Nat’s eyes, feeling a blush rise to your cheeks at the woman’s clear attractiveness. You didn’t exactly know what her therapist looked like, but now you wished you had done your research beforehand. She was stunning, breathtaking.

“Well, I can assure you that you have done nothing wrong, honey, there are just some topics we’d like to approach if that’s alright with you.” You nodded and interlaced your hand with Wanda’s, giving a small squeeze to assure her you weren’t upset. She had been planning what to bring up since the moment she left last week, but it seemingly all vanished by now.

“Do you have a therapist or a counselor of your own, Y/N?” It started off with simple questions, ones that you’d expect. That was until she started asking about your relationship and prior ones too. You shifted in your seat as she continued, feeling the immense pressure with both of their eyes on you.

“Now, tell me, Y/N, do you feel satisfied with Wanda?”

“Of course, I do. She’s such a great woman and I can really feel her love, I haven’t ever had someone like her.” You could see Wanda smiling next to you and you joined her. You truly loved this woman more than anything, you wanted to marry her someday and you hoped she thought the same.

“And sexually? Do you feel sexually satisfied with Wanda?” You nearly choked on your spit from her words, nervously chuckling in hopes to redeem yourself. She noticed your expressions and tried reassuring you, holding back as best she could when she patted your knee.

“It’s nothing I haven’t heard before, trust me. It’s normal to feel a sense of discomfort in these situations, but I promise that everything here stays confidential.” Her voice was able to soothe you and calm your nerves.

“Uhm, I’d say so, yeah. Obviously, there are some…things I’d like to try, but we haven’t approached that.” She nodded, as if she wanted you to go on. You didn’t know what to say, your words were stuck in your throat. You were experienced with the topic, but it wasn’t one you openly shared or talked about with others.

“Would you say your sex life is more vanilla than you want it to be?” You loved Wanda, you really did, but she wasn’t the greatest when it came to your intimate moments. You could feel her love through it, but you wanted to see her rougher side, you knew she was holding back on you.

“To be honest, yeah. I kind of like things to be a bit more..kinky, you know?” You could see the redness on Wanda’s cheeks and the tip of her ears as she shuffled her feet around. You felt sorry for making her embarrassed, but that’s why she brought you here in the first place.

“What would you consider kinky, darling?” Her pet name had your lips quivering ever-so-slightly before you came up with a response.

“I guess I just wish she was a bit more rough with me. And don’t get me wrong, I love that I can really feel her care for me but sometimes I just want her to, like, use me.” Nat scooted her desk chair closer to you two, placing her hand on your thigh softly. Wanda was still silent, she was probably too scared to speak up.

“You want to be used, Y/N?” You nodded slowly, feeling your eyes drift to her lips. You felt so dirty looking at her the way you did your girlfriend, but you also knew she was doing the same.

“Hm, who knew such a sweet little thing could be so dirty?” You could feel her hand rubbing small circles on your covered skin, her eyes staring deeply into yours. She trailed them over your body, taking all of you in.

“Does this turn you on, honey?” You nodded once again. “Yeah? Me touching you while your girlfriend watches, that makes you wet?” You gulped down your arousal as you felt her thumb teasing your clit through the fabric, your legs instinctively opening for more.

“Kiss them for me, Wanda; act like I’m not even here.” You looked in the brunette's direction, watching as she snuck glances between the two of you. She placed one hand on your cheek and the other on your lower back as you leaned in for her lips to meet yours. You moaned into the kiss as Nat rid you of your pants, dragging her fingers across your panties and smiling at the wet patch adorning them. The noise allowed Wanda’s tongue to slip into your mouth, the intrusion causing you to groan in pleasure.

Your fingers ran through Nat’s hair, pleading her to come closer. You could feel her hot breath teasing your slit as she slid your panties to the side, small kisses being pressed against your clit.

“Please, Ms. Romanoff.” You pulled away from Wanda to catch your breath, your head resting on her shoulder. Your eyes landed on her crotch as you noticed her palming herself, her hips bucking into her hand.

“You’re such a good girl. Say, why don’t we give Wanda a little lesson, okay?” She smiled when you complied without a thought in your mind. She stood up, guiding you to join her as she removed your shirt, grinning when she took notice of your lacey bra.

“It’s Wanda’s favorite, I was going to surprise her tonight.” She huffed out a chuckle and reached around behind you to unclasp it, shuddering as it fell and you were left in nothing but your panties.

“I’ve been wanting to fuck you for so long, baby. Now I can finally get my hands on you.” She had been so desperate to be alone in her office with the both of you, she wanted nothing more than to mark you both as hers.

She led you to her desk, her kisses trailing from your neck to your chest where her lips wrapped around your hardened bud. Your back was met with the wooden table as she lifted you to sit on it, her palms lingering on your soft thighs after she guided your last piece of clothing off of you. She parted them, dropping to her knees in front of you and staring up at you with lust in her eyes.

“Watch closely, Wanda.” You looked over to the woman at the mention of her name, biting your lip with hunger as you noticed her unbuttoned pants and her hand hidden inside of her boxers. She shuddered when you cupped your breast, using Nat’s saliva to help create a small rhythm.

Nat blew a teasing breath onto your pulsing clit before leaning in, taking the bud into her mouth. She sucked delicately, soaking in your moans and twitches. She was too engrossed in your taste to take notice of her growing erection in her pants.

“Oh, you look so pretty on your knees for me, Miss.” It was clear that she was still the one in charge, but her need for you was so great, she couldn’t care if she seemed weak. Wanda, while feeling a pang of jealousy, couldn’t deny the heat that was growing in her stomach. She felt as though she would burst any second, but she was trying to hold back. Her thumb would occasionally brush over her tip, causing her eyes to squeeze shut.

“Look at me, Wands; watch me.” She pried her eyelids open willingly, nearly whining when she saw you wrap your legs around her therapist’s head. You grinded into her face as her tongue tortured your hole, diving in and out repeatedly. She groped your ass in order to push you closer into her, her nose poking at your clit.

“Fuck! Fuck- right there, yes!” You covered your mouth with your hand in order to silence yourself, becoming ashamed of how loud you were. Neither of them were complaining though, they thrived off of your noises; it brought satisfaction knowing that they were the reason you were in such a deep state of pleasure.

“I’m- I’m gonna cum.” Nat smirked into your cunt as you were brought over the edge, your head falling back and your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Your silent screams filled the room as Nat continued to lap up your juices, Wanda watching with the wish that she was the one tasting you. You were addicting, a drug that she couldn’t get enough of. Every sway of your hips, every lick of your lips, every noise, and every word that left that sweet mouth was so alluring.

You were suddenly pushed to lie down, feeling the lumber underneath you bruise your back. You leaned up on your elbows to admire the woman as she undressed herself, running her hand through her short hair once as to fix what you tugged.

“Tell me, love, have you ever heard of breeding?” You nodded, receiving a slap to your cheek. Wanda widened her eyes at both the words and the rough contact, is this what you meant? Is this how you wanted her to treat you, like you were some no-good slut?

“Yes, Miss, I have.” She hummed, guiding her tip through your slit and gathering the wetness as a replacement for lube.

“When was the last time you ever pleaded to milk Wanda dry, hm? Beg her to slap you ‘till your skin turned black and blue? Or, better yet, when was the last time you got on your knees and asked her in that sweet little tone of yours to treat you like the dirty whore you are?” Your chest rose and fell with every breath you took, each one not feeling like it was enough.

“Never.” You shook your head as you answered, your eyes not being able to meet hers. She gripped your chin roughly, pulling you in close so her nose was practically touching yours.

“What was that?” She asked again, even if she had already heard you well enough.

“Never.” You repeated, this time louder. She clicked her tongue and shot you a disapproving glance.

“Mm, there’s always two sides to the matter. Here Wanda was not knowing what to do because you couldn’t communicate, do you think that’s fair on her?” The way she spoke, the light rasp to her voice was what caused the wetness already coating your thighs to increase.

“N-no, Miss.” She turned your head to face Wanda and she blushed in the moment you caught her. You could notice the stains now coating her boxers and the shameful look on her face; she had peaked with you. You didn’t know how you didn’t hear her, she was usually the louder one of you both. But you guessed that you were too far into your orgasm to care for anything else.

“Apologize to your girlfriend, Y/N, and tell her how sorry you are.”

“I’m sorry, Wanda, I’m sorry for not- not talking about my needs and wants when I should’ve. I’m sorry.” You stuttered over your words as you felt Nat’s cock prodding at your hole, her tip breaking way and creating a small stretch.

“It’s okay, I’m sorry too.” She spoke up, and for the first time this entire session, you were able to hear her voice. It was coated thickly with her Sokovian accent seeing as she had just moved here nearly eight months ago. You hoped it would never go away, no matter how long she lived in this country.

“See? You’re both already doing such a good job.” You both smiled at the praises, seeming to fish for them from the woman at bay. You sent a small ‘I love you’ to Wanda from across the room, although it was only mouthed out. Nat grabbed hold of your waist, pulling you towards her and causing her length to fill you up almost entirely. You gasped at the intrusion, crying out in pain as you clawed at the desk.

She continued to slowly lead you further, moaning to herself as your warmth clamped around her. Your tears only brought more delight to her heart, she could only grin when seeing them.

“You’ve been begging for Wanda to use you yet you can barely even take me? Aren’t you just a pathetic fucking slut.” Her fingertips ran along your face, her thumb rubbing gentle circles as a faux sense of comfort. She then brought them down to your neck, wrapping her palm around it and cutting off your airways. The only thing you could manage to get out were choked sobs and moans. The burning discomfort slowly eased into one of satisfaction as Nat slowly thrusted her hips into you, the sounds of skin clapping together ringing through all three of you guys’ ears.

“Did you know your girl likes to be choked, Wanda?”

“N-no, ma’am.” She chuckled at the title given to her. Her breasts bounced with every movement of her hips, her cock hitting your womb. There was a small yet noticeable bulge carved out on your stomach making her groan, she was so big compared to you.

“Hm, maybe in our next session we can teach Y/N a lesson too, what do you say?” She didn’t need another opinion to decide her answer, it was final. It wasn’t just the brunette at fault, you were required to voice your wants too, even if she’d have to force it out of you.

“Please-” You managed to get out when her hand removed itself from your bruising neck and found a spot on your waist, pressing down harder than before. She was practically resting her weight on top of you, causing the bone to struggle in holding her up.

“Shut your dirty fucking mouth, I don’t want to hear another word from you.” You were close, so close, and so was she. She was forcing her body to hold back, ensuring that you were to finish first.

Wanda’s erection only grew after her orgasm, her greed making her yearn for another. You were the only one who had ever been able to make her cum, she assumed there was no better. Shyly, she walked forward, her soiled clothing still masking her bottom half. She gave Nat a look, asking for permission to which she was granted.

“Don’t ask, sweetheart, force it.” She was so used to constantly asking if it was okay to do something to your body, after all, it wasn’t her choice. Every time you’d say yes, but there was always a nagging fear that you’d not want it and she had forgotten to ask. The thought made her sick, who would ever think to do such a thing?

“They want it, Wanda. Just rub yourself against them- perfect, just like that.” She praised when Wanda held you by the back of your neck and rutted her bulge against your face, the fabric rubbing against her hard length. She whimpered when your hand came up to rub her balls, your mouth peppering kisses over her cock.

“You close, baby?” You didn’t know who she was asking, but you both agreed. You continued to gently suckle while wishing you were able to truly feel her instead of the wrinkles in her trousers.

“Ah! S-shit, cum with me.” You followed her orders and let the coil in your stomach snap as you soaked her cock, feeling her release shoot deep inside of you.

You nuzzled against Wanda as you felt her twitching, only to notice a wet patch forming on her pants. She had leaked through her underwear while itching for more, the knowledge only fueled your pride.

You mewled as Nat pulled out of you, watching as the cum dripped down your cunt, some landing on the desk while other droplets fell to the floor. She didn’t bother looking for her clothes, instead pulling the younger girl in for a kiss before doing the same with you. It was passionate, both kisses were. You could sense the longing and the emotions in it that she tried to mask, only making you chase after her lips for more once she leaned back.

“Shall we plan your next appointment then?”

[marvelobsessed134]

12 days of fics

Hello everyone! I grace you with 12 days of Christmas related fics! I’m starting a little late but it’s ok! These are all pre-planned I am not taking requests at the moment. They will be either fluff or smut. Specific warnings will be given before each fic.

Tis the season to be needy

—> In which you wake up early on Christmas for an entirely different reason. (Kate Bishop x Fem!Reader)

Happy Christmas, pet

—> in which your wife gives you an early Christmas present. (Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader)

Under the Mistletoe

—> In which the annual Avengers Christmas party ends with confessed feelings (Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader)

Bunny’s first Christmas

—> in which you spend Christmas for the first time wirh your mommy (Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Bunny!Reader)

Wreck the halls

—> in which Natasha can’t get enough of her subby wife. (Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader)

Santa baby

—> in which your wife breeds you on Christmas Eve (Kate Bishop x Fem!Reader)

The girl who works at the hot chocolate stand at Rockefeller

—> In which during a family outing with the avengers, Kate keeps buying hot chocolate over and over again (Kate Bishop x Fem!Reader) (Reposted from my Wattpad)

I’ve been an awful good girl

—> In which you beg Carol for something on the top of your Christmas list (Carol Danvers x Fem!Reader)

In my heart is a Christmas tree farm

—> In which you, Steve, and your two kids pick out a Christmas tree and pet reindeers. (Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader)

Christmas movies, Alpine, and hot chocolate

—> in which you and your boyfriend stay in on a cold snowy night in a cabin up in Big Bear (Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader)

Want her to unwrap me

—> In which your girlfriend walks in on you singing a more explicit version of Ariana Grande’s Santa Tell Me. (Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader)

It’s the most wonderful time of the year (I get to fuck you all winter)

—> In which, after the last game of the season your girlfriend and you talk about all the dirty things you’ll do during winter break (College Hockey Player!Kate Bishop x Fem!Reader)

[romanoffsbish]

Craving You

Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff (amab)

WandaNat x F!R

Picture Steve x Nat in CA:TWS, but astronomically better because it’s You, the reader. Also, Wanda and Nat have already met/were established. 😏 | 5,646 Words

Warnings: Violence/Injury | Emotionally Stunted R -> Sad Natasha -> Mean-ish Wanda

Smut: Mommy (W), Subby Nat | Nat has a penis |Handjob (W->N), Magic Restraints / Spreader Bar | Oral (All) | Unprotected Sex (R) | Degradation/Praising | Choking | Breeding.

18+ | Minors DNI | Labeled / Please Don’t Report

"Kiss me," Natasha commanded, yours eyes widened, but soon they fluttered shut as she yanked you in with her hands on your face.

Natasha groaned as you parted your lips, tongue sliding over her shivering bottom one. She prays that you don't feel her desperation to let you in so you could devour her whole. Fuck, she wanted nothing more than to indulge you, but this was only a failsafe on a mission.

It wasn't real. At least not yet, she hoped.

—

There was no time to become distracted, two Avengers on the unexpected run from Hydra tripping over each other in a mall is the opposite of the objective. Once she knows Rumlow is gone she's reluctantly, but swiftly removing her lips from yours. It's almost mechanical in nature; self preservation is what it invokes within you, it also feels regretful.

You're just unsure if it's because she detested your touch, or for having to pull away already.

"Keep focused Agent Y/L/N," she suddenly rasps, then clears her throat of her arousal. But she only makes yours worse as her hot breath fans across your face. Then the smell of vanilla hits you, and you quietly gasp, keeping in stride with her, "My coffee didn't spill, you finished it while I was getting my croissant!"

Natasha bites back her chuckle. You were such an idiot, which is why she glares back at you. "I said keep focused you wannabe mall cop."

You giggled, "Pipe down Romanoff." Natasha desperately wanted to—to do that to you.

She shook her head, refocusing on the task at hand so that she and Wanda can make their move on you tonight. With a soft smile hidden by the hoodie over her face Natasha allowed herself to wonder if you'd finally break and ask instead. At this point it came down to if you or Wanda said something, she was too nervous.

Once the two of you made it to the location you knew something wasn't right. There was an uneasy haze around the abandoned army barracks. It took a moment, but between the both of you you found a building that looked new, appearing to be a recent development.

Then just as your gut had tried to warn you, there was a whooshing noise that gave you mere seconds to tackle the redhead and shield her from the incoming explosion. Natasha hit her head, knocking her loopy, and leaving you to safely evacuate both of you from the rubble.

Every muscle in your body ached as you made it back to New York, and into your apartment. Steve was waiting there, with his kind looking friend you learned was named Sam. You flashed the new guy a smile, then took Nat to your bedroom so she could decompress.

"Here." You passed the dirtied woman a towel, and a pair of your shorts and a loose tank top. Natasha beamed internally, the woman more than excited to wear your clothing. Then you kissed her cheek. Nat's stony resolve that she couldn't let crumble just yet nearly shattered.

"Th-thank you." Shit. She couldn't even keep it together. The sight of your smirk had Natasha moving the clothes in her hand over her crotch. There's nothing seamless about it, it was an obvious boner block. Your feathery soft affection drove her wild enough to get hard.

You bit your lower lip, and whispered: "You're most certainly welcome my dear." It was hot, and incredibly unfair, but fuck, Natasha so badly wanted to kiss your smugness away.

Natasha brushed passed you, catching a whiff of you that only made her throb harder.

Whenever you got too close, she could feel an overwhelming need. She'd smell Wanda's Chanel *5 that you stole last Summer, and it works. It blends in so harmoniously with your natural scent. It's romantic to her, in the way that yours and Wanda's differ so much, but both entice her immensely. Your scent leaned more towards the floral, hints of Rose and Jasmine prominent. Whereas Wanda's scent was more woodsy, a mix of amber and vanilla.

Natasha got off to the thought of you three times in the one day you were involved on this hopeless mission together. The first being right after she made it to the bathroom. She'd taken a strikingly cold shower and worked to release all the built up tension the kiss had caused.

The next time came when you called her name in your sleep that same night, an incoherent little please falling from your lips before you had also whimpered her lovers name. Natasha came without even so much as a few thrusts.

Her boxers were ruined, but they were her only pair. And all you had clean were thongs. She had to hand wash them in your sink, slip into your shorts commando, and wake up by 6 so she could beat you to the morning routine.

Then the last time was when you were kneeling down on the ground a few hours ago on a nature walk meant to inspire solutions to the mission. For some reason you stopped, then the next thing the redhead knows is your face is eye level with the soft bulge in her pants.

You picked up a penny, "Heads up Natty. Make a wish." Natasha rolled her eyes at your antics, then she had to stop from rolling them all the way to the back of her head when you tripped and palmed her dick through her shorts.

Natasha waved away your apologies. Tears welling up in her embarrassed eyes. You tried to follow her on instinct and she became more frantic. Then you realized she needed privacy; a silent understanding, so you let her venture off into the shadows of the nature paths where nefarious things like this happened every day.

You shared a reassuring smile when she came back, she returned it easily, then in a blink you were in a battle, peace far from obtainable now.

Then the next thing she knows is she's trying to find you while the Winter Soldier hunts you all down. Already successful in dividing, so now she prays, hoping that he fails his conquest.

Fortunately he failed, but not without taking the both of you out, totaling Sam's car, and bringing up a conglomerate of issues for Steve.

She was just trying to go back, maybe if she made the wish in lieu of skepticism then you'd still be fighting the good fight. Instead of for your life. She wants to go back to her reddened cheeks that indicated something naughty, not the ones she wears now with tear tracks.

To before you got stabbed, she got shot, and Wanda came in hot on your tails as you were wheeled into the medbay in shit condition.

Wanda was shaking, forcing the sobs back. She couldn't afford to lose it. You both needed her.

Nat ensured you, the unconscious one, with the three gushing stab wounds, got assisted first over her, with the one bullet wound that was imbedded and staunching the blood flow.

They'd insisted you go next, she grunted and sent murderous glares to anyone trying to get her into Cho's cradle. Noting that she was of a higher rank, making her scoff, "If she dies I'll use that rank to make sure you all disappear."

It was sickening, you were no less valuable for having less secrets. For being less corrupted.

She vowed to Wanda she'd get them all fired. She was fierce in her expectations, so you went in without any further fight. You were safe, for now that is. While Natasha stood guard, the witch went straight to Hill to ensure there was a safe house set up. She got the key, and returned to see you had woken up. Your groggy voice made her smile fondly. She imagined wanting to hear that sleepy voice every day.

In the heat of the moment Natasha tried to kiss you but you evaded it with fear in your eyes. It landed on your cheek and you scurried across the room. Unaware of how much that hurt the both of them. You were afraid to be loved, it was obvious how deeply your ex affected you.

It didn't excuse your reactions though...

Wanda glared at you from across the room. She held Natasha's defeated face against the soft cotton over her abdomen. It's virtually heatless, but it's scary enough to leave you wondering what she's mad about anyways.

The kiss? It was a mission, you might've savored the moment, but you knew it wasn't anything serious. Nat would never cheat on her girlfriend. Surely Wanda understood that...

The bombing? You didn't know until you did. Then you did all you could to protect Natasha.

The evasion? You weren't clueless, you knew they wanted you on some level, but based on how often Nat relieved herself you were sure it was only carnal. All your returned flirting and teasing aside, you just couldn't do it, even if your body craved them just the same, your heart would positively shatter if it was just sex.

You just weren't sure, Wanda's eyes were void of answers, and you didn't stick around long enough to find out. Her icy stare hurt. You softly called out a goodbye to them once you knew Nat was going to be okay. Then you just left, missing the look of longing both women were throwing at you. Wanda was only furious she didn't get to kiss you first. Your lips looked delectable, plump and hydrated. It was sinister how she wanted to tear your perfect smile into one indicating a rough night. It made her wet.

Natasha whimpered, looking up to the witch with tears in her eyes. The redhead was in love with you, Wanda knows that kiss hurt her more than it pleased her. Outwardly Wanda seemed like the soft one, she had such a friendly smile and Natasha mostly offered grimaces. Except for when she looked at you or Wanda. Her face always lit up at the sight of either of you two. She'd always been the romantic one, she loved, love—she wanted to kiss you under the stars.

Not on an escalator in perceived falsehoods.

"Get some rest detka," she whispered against her lips as she pecked them. "We'll make her understand when we get to the safe house."

When you made it to your spare room at the compound you found Hill there with a smirk.

"What are you doing here?" You groaned, and she feigned offense. "Is that anyway to speak to your commander?" You rolled your eyes. "Last time I checked Shield has fallen, as have you. I'm not sure what you want, but I have to change and get back out there to help Rogers."

"Nuh-uh, the witch and widow benched you," she teased. "You'll be staying with them in a safe house until Rogers and his friend fix this."

"No." You shook your head, eyes widening at the idea of being locked up with them.

"Which is why I have a bag of your things, I went and collected it all by myself. Made sure to even throw in a new set of lingerie of yours."

"Isn't Fury dying?" You exasperated and she snorted, "Not as fast as your sex life has."

"Knock it off," you whined, and the woman merely chuckled, "You first." You glared at her and she sighed, "Stop running. They want you."

"Maybe I don't want to be wanted like that."

Maria's features softened. "Y/N, they want you far more than like that. Wanda nearly killed me with a glare after you were rolled by on a gurney, and Natasha wouldn't let anyone near you while you were healing. Stop letting your past relationship dictate your happiness now."

"I'm trying," you sniffled, Maria moved to wrap her arm around your waist, you leaned against her shoulder. "I love them so much, of course I want them 'Ria, but I don't want to burden them with these feelings if they're unwanted."

"Y/N..."

"No," you cut her off. "Darcy only agreed to go out with me because she felt bad for me. Then she let me believe it was love for six months."

Maria squeezed your hip, you put a hand over hers, and felt the numbness fade at the touch.

"I loved her Maria, but to her I was a chore."

"Darcy's a bitch," Maria matter of factly stated. "Wanda and Natasha have their moments, but in the end they're total teddy bears. I'm telling you that you have nothing to worry about, they want you, but if on the 1% chance I'm wrong, they wouldn't hold your feelings against you."

"It would still be embarrassing," you whined, and she pinched your hip to draw out your babyish response. "Take a chance on yourself, I guarantee you won't strike out my dearest."

Maria stood up as soon as you'd sat back up. "Don't be a hopeless fool Y/N, return happy." You rolled your eyes. "That's an order Y/L/N."

"Wha-." The door slammed in your face, you were stunned. Maria is a walking HR Case.

Fortunately for her Shield was crumbling.

You began to sort through the duffle bag, you were planning on showering, because Cho's machine doesn't remove blood or grime. You looked for an outfit to change into, your hand suddenly stopped, and your fingers traced curiously over the lace of your lingerie set.

You lifted the set from the bag to see it was your newest. It was a lush swirl of pinks and reds on the bra and panties, each with a pretty pattern in white lace to enhance the pieces.

You'd thought of the couple when you bought this set. The deep colors and delicate lace just made you think of the women. Both were publicly headstrong, but behind only your closed door they were lovable goofballs.

For a moment you gave into the temptations Maria left at your door, and took a shower. You'd pulled a pair of cotton grey shorts over your butt, then pulled a V-neck shirt over your head. Offering a glimpse of white lace.

You took a few deep breaths as you packed your bag and as you made it down the stairs.

When you reached the bottom you found the couple waiting for you. Both with steeled features, picture perfect stoicism on display.

Soon you found yourself entering a cottage, judging by how long the flight was you're assuming it's Norway. The gorgeous green mountainsides and surrounding pools of a beautiful deep blue water also an indicator.

It had been a quiet evening, the couple spent most of their time avoiding you. Wanda was holding up better at the game, Natasha didn't want to be far from you, even if she was supposed to be mad at you. You were the most beautiful person around, with a heart of gold.

Who finds that and doesn't go absolutely nuts?

As soon as you left the kitchen with a sad smile Natasha whined. Wanda was right behind her a second later, her hand wrapped around her throat from behind. "I said let me handle it."

"But mommy, I need her." Wanda sighed, "I know detka, believe me, I do. Be patient."

Wanda had a plan, but it was only going to work if she got Natasha out of the way, so with a gentle push she guided her lover to the room.

"Take it all off detka, and wait on the bed for mommy," Wanda instructed, and Natasha moved with obedience while the witch went to the dresser drawer they'd just filled with toys.

Natasha sat pretty on her knees, with her hands clasped behind her back and her cock laying against her thigh. Wanda returned pleased with her, so she softened for a brief moment as she connected their lips for a kiss.

"Lay down detka," Wanda purred, hands gentle as they eased her into the mattress. "Mommy hates to have to do this." Wanda feigned remorse, but truthfully she loved doing this. "But since you won't let me handle Y/N alone, I have to restrain, and gag you." Wanda sent wisps of red across her lovers body that latched onto the headboard and encased her wrists.

Then she placed her legs into a spreader, her limbs instantly ached as she was forced apart. Her butt barely touched the bed, so her arms and legs were strained with her body weight.

"Mommy please," Natasha begged, but it was of no use, her words now muffled as she placed a ball gag into her mouth. "Shh, it's okay..."

Wanda lazily jerked Natasha off, getting her cock to stand upright, her tip slowly coating with pre cum. The witch ran her thumb over the slit and felt the warmth spewing out. She removed her hand then, just as Natasha was about to blow. The redhead had tears running down her cheeks now, and Wanda had never seen anything more beautiful. "I'll be back."

It didn't take long for the witch to find you, she knew that you'd be in the living room once they went to bed. She caught you off guard, you tried to get up to leave, not wanting to make her anymore upset, but she didn't let you.

Wanda flicked the TV off, and held you to the couch with her powers until she straddled you. She smirked as you groaned, feeling her wetness through your thin sleep shirt. Wanda was in a faded guns n roses tee, with nothing on beneath so you felt her wholly. "Wanda..."

"Shut up, Y/N." Wanda ignored your weak warning as she slammed her lips into yours, and immediately the room was spinning. You closed your eyes tight to try and calm down your system, but no matter what you couldn't get your heart rate back with Wanda on you.

Her velvety tongue slid over yours after she broke her way in with a harsh bite to your lower lip. You moaned unabashedly, there was no fighting how good she felt against you.

"Fuck, I've wanted to do that for so long," she groaned against your lips. "I was so mad that Nat got to you first, I wanted that honor."

"I can fuck you first," you blurted, it was a shock to the both of you. The willingness and subsequent confidence materialized out of thin air, and it had the desired effect, because Wanda was drenching you through your shirt.

"Or you can let me fuck you first," Wanda countered, her eyes dark with sinful desire. "Nat will be jealous, please let me taste you."

Your answer was a pitiful whimper, then you lifted the both of you from the couch and ran to the bedroom where you found a glorious sight.

Natasha was tied up and desperate, her eyes wet from a never ending stream of tears. You tossed Wanda onto the bed, then moved to kiss Natasha's cheek with a blink of tenderness.

Wanda internally aw'd, but in the moment she snatched you, and laid you down beneath her.

"Can I touch you sweet girl?" You nodded, then whispered a pleading yes. Wanda kissed you softly then her hands turned devilish as they roughly tore your clothes from your body. The witch hummed lowly at the sight of your lingerie, it was beautiful, you looked delicious.

Her fingers traced over the lace, feeling the intricate design as she held eye contact with you the whole time. Her hand eventually wiggled beneath you so that she could unclasp the bra, and blindly toss it across the room.

"That's new," you whined, and the woman chuckled around your nipple, sending a sharp shiver down your spine. "I'm sure it's alright."

The witch continued lavishing your breasts with attention, helping you to forget your concerns. Slow, and methodical as she sought to tease the woman to her right. "You smell so good detka, bet you taste even better." Natasha cried out, disappointment running its course through her as she watched Wanda eat you out.

*Keep your eyes on mommy detka,* Wanda called out to her telepathically, *Don't look away and I promise you'll get fucked by her.*

Natasha forced her eyes back open, watching as Wanda's tongue drove into you repeatedly, she wished to taste you from the source herself. To have her tongue be the reason you were whimpering and writhing on the bed so hotly.

Natasha came with a hump to the air as you did the same on her lovers tongue. Wanda cleaned you up with slow, precise strokes of her tongue, teasing you in the direction of another orgasm, but after a minute she pulled away with a grin.

She kissed up your body slowly, her breaths labored as they brushed across your skin.

Wanda whispered in your ear, "Go on detka, tease her while mommy catches her breath."

You hovered over her face, your body to her side as you removed her ball gag. A line of spit connected her to the plastic until she began to cough after taking in a breath too eagerly.

You waited for her to calm down before your hand slowly trailed down her body. Natasha watched you warily, her lower lip trembled as you fisted her bulge while gazing into her eyes expectantly. "Tell me what you want baby."

Wanda chuckled airily, "Good luck with that, she is a brainless whore when stimulated."

"Is that right Natty?" She nodded timidly, you smirked. "Good, I prefer my whores dumb."

Natasha's eyes crossed when you straddled her spread thighs, your slick warmth blanketed her erect cock. You giggled at the feel of her throb. "Fuck Nat, you're so desperate." Her hips bucked in acknowledgment, fighting against the restraints to hopefully slip inside you.

"Want you so bad Y/N/N," she whined, "I want you to fuck me, milk my cock, please detka."

You looked to Wanda who gave you a nod of approval, she watched you both intently. Nat however gulped as she watched you as you lowered yourself onto her. The both of you sighed when your hips finally met, and she moaned when you began to slowly rock yours. 

"Look at that detka," Wanda whispered, her nose nuzzled into the redheads. "Y/N's finally riding you, how does it feel?" Natasha smiled with pleasurable tears in her eyes. "So good."

The way she said finally had you rocking even faster, knowing this was a fantasy of theirs had you ready to fulfill it in the blur of a moment.

"You're so big Natty," you praised, voice sultry as you felt the building pleasure from riding her. "Can't wait to feel you let go inside of me."

Natasha's cheeks flushed a bright red, and Wanda looked at you with wide eyes, her shock lasted a few seconds before she was smirking. "You hear that? She's gonna let you breed her, but only if you make mommy cum first."

Natasha grinned cheekily, she pushed out her tongue, and Wanda chuckled heartily at her enthusiasm. The witch then waved her hands, relieving the persistent ache in Nat's shoulders as her upper body was released from the magical bonds. She swiftly slung her leg over her face and lowered her dripping cunt down.

Wanda had made sure to ride her face with her back to the headboard so she could watch you. Her hips harshly ground into Nat's obedient tongue as she watched you slowly falling apart.

A burning sensation on your clit had you opening your eyes, you met Wanda's crimson set and knew what was happening, the pit in your lower belly tightened impossibly, and you bit your lip hard as you tried to ride the wave.

"You gonna cum for us pretty girl?" Wanda asked, her voice dripping with desire as she watched you struggling to hold on. "Let Natty know how good she feels, I wanna see you come undone for us, help mommy out, yeah?"

Wanda crooked her finger, and you eagerly leaned in to kiss her like you both desired. It was sloppy as you couldn't stop moaning with the new angle. Natasha was incredibly strong, so the spreaders didn't keep her from thrusting up into you, her bulbous tip hit your g-spot with each thrust of yours she managed to meet.

The brunette bit your lower lip suddenly, the heat from her powers intensified, and her hand wrapped around your throat. "Let go detka."

"Fuck," you clenched, trapping Nat's cock between your pulsing walls as you saw stars. Wanda watched in awe as your slick gushed and painted the reddened thighs of her lover. Her own hips stuttered, and she came hard on her tongue as she screamed both your names.

Wanda fell onto the bed, causing it to shake as Nat was still being fucked by you, tears fell from her eyes as the jolt pleasured her deeply. She was already desperate to release, but the promise of letting go in your womb made it much harder to hold back. "Mommy please."

Wanda looked at you, you nodded once again, and she felt her heart flutter at the thought. Of you finally letting these walls drop, and letting them love you the way they've always wanted.

"Let go," she purred, "Fill Y/N to the brim."

A scream was ripped from your throat as you felt fresh hot, spurts of cum painting your walls. Natasha's eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she came even more as Wanda squeezed her balls and tweaked her nipples.

Your body collapsed onto hers, lips crashing into hers as you sought the grounding touch. Natasha smiled into the affection, her heart was beating wildly with love as you made out. Moans never stopped leaving you, the feel of her throbbing inside of you kept you aroused, and it only got better as you got to taste Wanda's tangy essence on her plump lips.

"Holy fucking shit," Natasha gasped, you had gently removed yourself from her body, and the sound of your combined cum sloshing against her thighs made all of you go still.

"Fuck," Wanda breathed as she scooped some of your combined essence up, and brought it to your lips expectantly. Natasha leaned up on her elbows to watch, your lips parted, and you instantly gagged as Wanda fucked her fingers into your mouth, paying no mind to your throats existence, that was her goal after all.

“Isn’t she pretty Natty?” Natasha nodded, smiling softly as her hand reached out to wipe away the tears Wanda was causing to fall. Her lips then pecked your cheek. “The prettiest.”

Wanda slid her fingers from your mouth, a soft pop rang out in the room. The tension was palpable as she kept her eyes on yours as she seamlessly moved them over into Natasha’s. The redhead hummed around the intrusion, happily engaging in the swapping of spit.

“Mommy loves a set of good girls, ” Wanda beamed, then she leaned in to kiss you slowly as Natasha suckled and gagged on her fingers. Then she tapped the redheads face with the wet digits, and whispered, “Let’s get cleaned up.”

The rest was a blur, Wanda was nothing but gentle as she removed the toys, and moved to clean you up, all the while you cleaned Natasha up by way of a sloppy blowjob. The redhead stood no chance against your lips, so after she came down your throat it was lights out for her.

Wanda scooted Natasha to the center of the bed, and then clambered in behind her, she placed a kiss to your temple, then another to Nat's before she settled into the mattress for some much needed sleep after the long day.

The night was perfect, but the longer you laid there the more you felt an urge to run. It felt great in the moment, but now you felt used. As if bedding you was the goal here, you ignored the obvious loving touches, and the buff arm that was wrapped around you protectively.

Your mind was like a cataclysmic battlefield.

Wanda groaned softly into her pillow as the sound of scuffling roused her from sleep, she gently removed her arm from over her lovers waist, then she walked over to your rapidly dressing form. You rushed out the door, but you didn't get far as she wrapped you in her powers, and softly shut the door for Nat's sake.

"Why don't you get it Y/N?" Wanda's tone was tired, you shrunk as guilt washed over you, "This wasn't just some quickie, and it's hurtful that you'd think that." She shook her head in emphasis of her negation. "We love you Y/N, Nat fell asleep with thoughts of taking you on a date. She loves you beyond words, as do I, so why can't you let us, hm? Stop running."

"I-I," your voice was unbearably hoarse, thick with emotion, "It's all I know how to do..."

Wanda's defensive resolve fell, you sounded so dejected, your pain obvious, so she lowered you to the ground while briskly approaching you.

"You're not on the run anymore malysh," she whispered the words against your temple as she kissed your skin tenderly. "You're safe here with me and Nat. It's okay to trust, I promise we won't break it. Please, just let us love you."

"I want to," you admitted quietly, "I just don't know how." Wanda nodded, she understood wholeheartedly how life after Hydra can be.

She also remembers your ex, the wench that took your love, and squandered it. Who took your hardly given trust and broke it for all.

"We'll take it slow," she soothed her hand down your back before returning it to cup the back of your head, guiding your face to her chest while her other arm wrapped around your waist

"Whatever you need," she reaffirmed, Wanda wanted nothing more than to make you happy.

You hummed thoughtfully, "Fresh air sounds nice." Wanda grinned. "I'll make us some tea."

"Moya lyubov's?" Natasha called out, her raspy voice now deepened from sleep cracking as she broke out into a yawn. You and Wanda shifted so you could look at her. It melted your heart to see her pouting, eyes glimmering with unshed tears brought on by the both of your absence.

It wasn't hard, nor suffocating, to feel the love.

"Shh dorogoy," Wanda coo'd as she beckoned her over. Natasha waddled, navy green blanket wrapped so tight around her body that all you could see was her face when light cast through the shadows of the hallway and onto her.

Natasha sniffled pitifully, "I was all alone."

"We're sorry," Wanda relayed genuinely as she leaned in to kiss the redheads wetted cheeks. "Our love here needed some fresh air, so I was just about to make us some tea. Wanna come?"

Natasha beamed, head nodding quickly. "We can share my blanket!" You snorted, this was such a beautiful, new side to the redhead for you to see. She'd always been softer with you, but she was also evasively abrasive when she felt as if she needed to keep her guard up.

But now, under the glow of the moon you saw her in totality. Natasha was a sweetheart. Dangerous to nearly all of mankind, but she's cracked open and vulnerable for the two of you.

"That sounds perfect Nat," you replied nasally, Natasha swiftly dropped her blanket and looked between you and Wanda with concern. She pulled your face away from Wanda, and settled it right before hers. "What's wrong?"

Natasha might very well be feeling softened and subby, but she wasn't clueless. She was a spy for goodness sake. You shook your head, lips brief as they kissed her palms, one after the other. "Nothing sweetheart, let's go cuddle."

The redhead squealed as you scooped her up, giggling soon following as you kissed all over her face, the feather light touch tickling her pink. She hummed as your lips firmly pressed into hers, her tip throbbed but her cock stayed motionless. Her body was far too spent.

"Where's my kisses?" Wanda asked in offense. "I'm not making the tea until compensated."

Natasha twisted in your hold until she was on her tummy and able to crane her neck, offering Wanda her pursed lips. The witch breathed a laugh through her nose. Then she leaned into the contortionist with a passionate lip lock.

When she pulled away Natasha rolled back over with her eyes closed and lips raised. You leaned down to kiss her forehead and she purred while shifting closer to you. Wanda soon gripped your face, she waited for a go ahead, and once you nodded she kissed you.

There was a hunger to the way her tongue slid in your mouth, but it was heatless. She sought a moment of deep intimacy as she caressed the back of your teeth with the tip of her tongue. It was surprisingly sweet. Your heart beating out of rhythm when the tip of her tongue pushed down your throat. As you gagged she pulled away with a glistening smile. A tethered string of spit that connected you snapped as her lips had curled up. You mirrored the action.

"Go get comfy on the patio now loves," she commanded tenderly, "I'll be right there."

When Wanda followed ten minutes later with a tray full of everyone's favorite snacks, and warm mugs of tea you felt this foreign feeling of comfort roll over you. Their bright smiles, and warm caresses insinuations of love, and for the first time in a long time you willingly felt it.

But more importantly, you began to embrace it.

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[sytoran]

what's your opinion on subby agatha? :)

my first time writing for a character other than nat and wanda! be proud of me, or something. these lil' headcanons are so fun to write. smut, mdni.

subby!agatha is so adorable!! she totally acts all dominant and bossy in public, introducing you as hers, pretending to act indifferent about your presence in front of her friends. but the moment you have your hand around her throat in the confines of your home, agatha is goneee. she's all whimpering and whining, letting you use her however you like. "you sure that i'm yours? or are you mine?" you would ask, and the poor baby tries to answer but your hand is round her throat so tight so agatha can only look at you through those watery doe eyes. her blind obedience for whatever you do is an answer in itself.

subby!agatha who steals all your shirts and hoodies and flannels, then pouts and kicks up a fuss when you ask her to return it. she's so in love with your scent, wants it all over her at all times, like you're claiming her as yours. the two of you always end up play-fighting for custody of your black leather jacket, and you always end up on top of her, and agatha always ends up getting wet when you pin her down. but alas, you don't give her the pleasure she so longs for, because she'd been such a brat. subby!baby ends up walking around the house with her panties wet for the rest of the day.

subby!agatha who misbehaves and gets so mischievous during movie nights. you'd denied her of pleasure all day, so of course she's going to chase her own high. you think nothing of it, when agatha snuggles into your lap while wearing one of your old band shirts. it's only when she starts subtly shifting on your thigh that you realize she's trying to get herself off. immediately slapping her thigh and saying in her ear that you're not gonna let her cum for the rest of the week. agatha tries to whine in protest but she knows you mean it :(

subby!agatha who uses her witchy powers to enhance her favourite purple strap-on toy so the user can feel pleasure, and she gifts it to you on your birthday. you're all too eager to use it, even more so when agatha reveals she was wearing a new set of purple lingerie.... you absolutely ruin her that night, pounding the strap so deep inside of her that subby!agatha can only babble "please", "more", and "thank you". her long nails leave the nastiest scratches on your back, but you don't mind because her moans are heaven. they're not too high-pitched, more on the lower and husky side, but they're soo sexy and you treasure every one of the voice notes she sends you.

subby!agatha who wakes the whole neighbourhood up at 3am in the morning because of her pleasured screams of your name. the two of you hadn't stopped all night, fucking like rabbits into the depths of twilight. you get seven separate noise complaints from your neighbours in westview. agatha definitely complains about the marks you leave on her, scattered across her tits and thighs and tummy. but she secretly wears your marks with pride. agatha is just your subby!baby, after all.

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[wndaswife]

Drabble request :)

Mean cheerleader!Wanda and innocent cheerleader!r. Wanda being really degrading towards r and just acting like r is a dumb baby. When r says something about it Wanda would fuck her dumb and says things like 'such a dumb baby, can't even form words' and 'my dumb little girl'.

wanda maximoff x gn!reader

tags: smut drabble, wanda is very mean, and sort of toxic af, face slapping, spitting, hair pulling, degradation, deepthroating, hand jobs, power bottom!cheerleader!wanda maximoff, service top!cheerleader!reader. MINORS DNI.

a/n: i had to write cheerleader wanda as a power bottom at least because not writing her as a subby bottom was so hard, let alone a top </3 many apologies

smut prompts

It's December, meaning you’ve been training under the leadership of Wanda Maximoff for a few months. She's a cut-throat captain, her formation tempos infamously rapid and her cruel treatment of her team members notorious, even among other colleges. Despite her reputation, no one dares speak up about her, and those who do are disregarded. At the end of each season, it's Wanda who choreographed award-winning formations and performances that brought your sports-oriented college as much attention as their competitive teams did.

Wanda was particularly harsh during the past months, wringing out her team members until they were barren of motivation and the ability to catch up with her training. Those who were not kicked from the team quit on their own volition, and it mattered little to Wanda as she was always left with the best at the end of the year.

But then there was you. 

It was incredible how hard Wanda was trying to get you to quit the team, but after every taxing training day and after every humiliating degradation, you came back to practice every week. Wanda had every opportunity to kick you from the team herself, but just as you never ceased to show up for practice, Wanda never kicked you out.

“Y/N!” Wanda shouts from the ground during formation practice, her sudden volume startling your teammates below you. Their knees buckle and you topple several feet down to the ground. You land on your knees and the heels of your hands, making you wince and hold back a cry. Wanda takes your hair harshly in her hand, forcing you to look up at her. 

You meet a piercing stare when you look up at her, green eyes looking down at you as if you were nothing but vermin. You feel yourself begin to tear up pathetically. “The formation is wrong. We never had problems like this before you. You fuck everything up because of how fucking stupid and incapable you are," she hisses. Wanda then says, “Can’t you see that we’d be better off without you?”

Although your bottom lip trembles, you part your lips to speak anyways, “I’m trying my-”

She slaps you across the face, interrupting you after becoming bored with your pleas.

As your cheek stings from the sudden abuse, Wanda spits down onto your face and you hear mumbles from your teammates behind you.

Your captain’s head snaps up to look at them, immediately silencing them with a mere stare. She then looks back at you. She tosses your head down, letting go of your hair and giving you what could be compared to actual whiplash. “Get the fuck up and go,” she snarls. “You’re done for the day.”

Sniffling, you pack your things in the locker room alone. Just when you begin to question your place in the team, the doors of the locker room swing open, slamming against the adjacent walls and making you jump.

You hold your things close to your chest as you listen to someone stepping though the locker room quickly. When Wanda appears at the end of the row of lockers you were standing by, you step back, apologies and pleads for mercy immediately spilling out of you. “C-Captain,” you stutter out, “I’m so sorry. I was just about to-to leave.” Your breath catches in your throat pathetically, escaping in hiccup-like sobs as Wanda storms towards you. When her hand raises to your face, your eyes screw shut and your shoulders raise to your ears as you’re ready to be slapped again, but instead, Wanda places a hand behind your head and pulls you towards her.

Your lips crash against hers so harshly that your teeth cut into your inner upper lip and draw blood. Wanda smacks your things from your arms and your clothes tumble to the ground. She steps on top of them as she moves towards you. Her hand slips under your skirt and she grabs your cock. 

Her fingers press into you painfully and she walks backwards until the back of her knees hit a wooden bench in the middle of the locker room and she falls backwards onto it. Her hand grips the back of your thigh, keeping you close to her as her other hand pulls your skirt down to your ankles and does the same with your panties. Wanda jerks her hand around your dick teasingly, looking up at you with a grin before she wraps her lips around you, taking you down her throat with ease.

Her makeup runs down her cheeks as she spends the next several moments deepthroating your cock. She slips you out of her mouth with a soft pop and moves backwards on the wooden bench, pulling you with her so you’re forced to crawl on top of her until she’s laying flat on the bench.

Wanda pulls her panties to the side and aligns your stiff cock with her hole. Her legs wrap around your waist and she forces you to thrust into her, a long cry escaping her at the harsh intrusion. “Ah! Y/N, fuck me harder,” she moans out almost pornographically. You heed her demand immediately, fucking her tight cunt in the middle of the locker room. She’s already so wet, and you can’t imagine at what point she started getting all sticky. She pulls your uniform shirt over your head and slaps your breasts, giggling at your yelps. Her lips wrap around your nipple and she bites down, causing you to cry out and fall against her.

She laughs at the way you loll forward a lifeless puppet. Wanda’s nails dig into your ass painfully as she urges you to continue thrusting forward. “That’s right, my braindead little slut. Can’t even remember how to talk. Keep fucking my pussy just like that, bitch.”

[fxllfaiiry]

𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭 | 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐟𝐟

summary: you ask wanda if you guys can try something new in the bedroom. 

word count: 800+ 

warnings: scissoring, slight milf!wanda, mommy!wanda, subby!reader, 18+ only! 

authors note: not proof read. 

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“Are Billy and Tommy asleep?” You asked Wanda in a hushed whisper.

“Dead asleep, they were exhausted,” Wanda answered chucking. Seeing her in the most simple outfit was turning you on, you wanted her to fuck you right here, although that may not be the best idea.

“Draga, you still with me?” Her voice snapped you out of your haze; you hadn't realised that you had been staring at her.

“Yeah, Yeah, you just look really pretty.” You looked down suddenly feeling shy under her fond gaze. Why did she have such an effect on you?

“Come here.” She carefully pulled you closer, sealing your eager lips with hers. She explored your mouth delicately, taking her time testing you. The kiss soon turned messy and heated, before it could go any further you pulled back panting.

“Should we take this to our room so Billy and Tommy don't wake up?”

“We definitely should draga, you know how loud it gets.” You blushed at her words, shaking your head.

Rushing to your room, you closed the door behind you and leapt on Wanda. Your clothes were flying everywhere, and soon enough you were naked straddling Wanda.

“Can we try something new tonight?” You mumbled feeling a little unsure of your idea.

“Anything, bubs.”

“So um, do you know what scissoring is?”

“You mean when we rub our parts together? Yeah, I've heard of it," Wanda said giggling, she never thought you’d be into that.

“Do you want to try it then?” You played with your fingers anxiously waiting for her response. If this went downhill, you’d never recover.

“I’d love to, honey.”

Your eyes lit up with excitement at her words, fuck you loved her.

You sat back carefully opening your legs wide open for her. Wanda stared at your wet cunt wishing she could dive in and eat you out, but that was for another time.

She threw one leg over your thigh and the other under, her legs hooking behind your back.

“Do I just rub it over yours now?” She was mesmerised by the sight. She hadn't even started doing anything and yet she never wanted this moment to end.

“Yep, that's how it works.”

She lowered herself onto your throbbing hole; she felt your pussy against hers and her breath hitched, it felt good but she needed more.

Your mouth fell open in a slight moan, who knew this could feel that good?

Wanda moved slowly testing the waters at first but after grinding for a bit longer, she started picking up her pace.

“Mommy that feels so good.” You moaned gripping tightly at the sheets. Her clit was bumping perfectly against yours with every grind.

“Yeah, mommy’s doing a good job, hm?” One of her hands went to circle your nipple, causing a whine to ripple out of you.

“Mommy please don't stop.” You mewled matching her movements. You couldn't help but stare at her tits, how they were moving with each grind, you just wanted to reach out and suck on them. The thought of suckling on her tits made more wetness gush out of you making Wanda sigh from the sudden impact “Always so wet for mommy.”

Her cunt felt so good on top of yours, so wet and warm. With each grind, she smeared more wetness all over you, after a few minutes you felt heat pooling at the pit of your stomach signalling you were close.

“Momm-y I’m close,” You whimpered trying to get her to move faster.

“Me too, baby.” She humped you faster, growling at the feeling of your swollen clit grazing hers. That’s when your orgasm hit you. You gripped onto her thighs, lifting yourself to rub onto her. Screaming out “Mommy, Mommy” over and over again, you fell limp on the bed riding out your high, more arousal gushing out of you.

“Oh draga, that’s it cum for Mommy.” Seeing you cum triggered her own orgasm, the way you spasmed against her was euphoric, Wanda humped herself onto you until she finally came down from her high. Her arousal was clinging all over you; she scooped some up and licked it lick.

Wanda peeled herself away from your sensitive pussy taking one last look at how beautiful it looked before she went to lie down next to you.

“So you're into this kinda stuff, huh?” Wanda chuckled gleefully stroking your hair.

“Oh definitely.” You grinned knowingly. “We should do it again sometime.”

[kitmoas]

can we maybe get subby/switchy kate hcs??

Oooo yes! I know this took a long time BUT tgu is slowly making a comeback after occult

Our lil stray has a DEEP need to get praise—she wants every ounce of praise. From eating up the public’s praise on how good she’s been doing as the Hawkeye mantle holder or the employees at Bishop Security praising her over how well she's taken to the CEO position to doing everything in her power to get even the most causal praise from WandaNat.

Because of this deep rooted need for praise Kate struggles to not think about even the smallest amount of criticism for days after—which does lead to a lot of need for aftercare or she drops pretty easy. She 100% gets her own head daily, and sometimes this leaks into play.

Speaking of aftercare our golden retriever mutt lives up to her name and wants to spend time with WandaNat (and Toy) for aftercare but if she isn’t sleeping afterwards she can’t just lay there. She wants ALL of your attention while doing something fun. She wants to hear stories and play games. She wants to do things as she slowly floats out of the headspace, not just lay around and get praise..just praise the girl WHILE doing something lol

Her drops are usually pretty intense. Her mood not lightening for days after, spending most of the time just laying around and not eating. She’s down for the count for days when she drops. A lot of drops are fueled by her fear of not being good enough for WandaNatToy—rarely are they actually because of things said/done during play. While her drops do become less often the longer the dynamic exists, they never drop in intensity.

As an iPad kid kate struggles with positions and poses because she gets bored easily. She finds staying in one spot boring, and in the end usually pisses off Wanda quicker.

Kate’s bratty side comes out a lot—mostly sarcasm and arrogance. While it’s more taunting in her Puppy Headspace, it’s definitely bratty and teasing when she’s feeling subby. When Kate is fully in a subby headspace it’s rare that she’s bratty though

I think when WandaNat first sat down—2v1– and talked to Kate about being their sub. I think they gave her this choice. Train under Wanda or train under Nat (basically just asking what style of training). I feel like WandaNat knew the preference would be kate training under nat’s training style but they wanted to see what the vibe was. The moment that Kate said she wanted to dom like Wanda her subby side was sealed to nat’s style.

I feel like the switch side of Kate is in a way entirely more submissive (in Kate’s mindset) because even her dominant side is being submissive towards WandaNat. Her subby side is just..submissive in general.

Switch Kate is something that I think is just the ultimate people pleaser--she has such a deep rooted praise kink that at the end of the day her kink is to be what her partners need...but like in a less toxic way. I thoroughly believe that switchy pup loves knowing that she is extremely versatile and loves being able to be whatever is needed.

I also heavily believe that Kate, as long as she's not aggressively deep in a either headspace is someone that can pretty easily switch back and forth between being dommy and subby, depending on what is happening. She's done small doses of that so far in the universe, but I think the more she gets confident in both headspaces she'll end up switching really easily.

Puppy mode is Kate’s headspace. It’s a cross between just a bratty sub and a puppy sub. So it’s intensely energetic and crazy, acts like a dog in most areas, pet names collars leashes dog bowls, but Kate has yet to experience full puppy sub space

Subby Kate is adorable in all parts, and Toy is not immune to that. Though Kate isn't usually fully subby with Toy in play, she is subby around Toy in general. There's many times Toy just likes to giggle and watch their girlfriend be cute. Simp Toy comes out HARD during this time.

On top of that Toy is NO switch but they have picked up some tone vibes to their voice--so whenever Toy is feeling bratty and Kate is already subby sometimes Toy will join in on teasing Kate.

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

can i request for Dom!Wanda, Dom!R and Subby!Agatha please? 🥺

like Agatha calling them Mommy and Daddy for the first time or something like that

pairing: wanda maximoff x agatha harkness x reader

summary: smut, just pure filthiness

content warnings: use of the words mommy and daddy, magical restraints, a few slaps (the sexy kind)

word count: 2.4k+

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A/N: Honestly, I don’t know how I feel about subby Agatha, it seems like the complete opposite of her personality. But I wrote it anyway, because I’m always up for a challenge! I will probably not write her as submissive ever again. Anyways, can ya’ll tell that I like restraints 🤭

Photo Cred: Me

Ours

A muffled whimper sounded, and your eyes shot up from where’d they’d been watching Wanda’s fingers slowly undo the buttons of your shirt. Finding green eyes crinkled in a smile, you smirked before looking over towards the bed. Wanda’s fingers stilled against your torso, splaying out just beneath your chest as you took in the sight before you. 

In the dim lighting of a single lamp, you could see the tendrils of red magic that wrapped around Agatha’s wrists and restrained her to the headboard. Trailing your eyes down her nude body, your smile widened at the sight of her hips feebly thrusting into the air. She wouldn’t find any sort of relief from the action, her legs spread with her ankles bound to ends of the bed. 

“Cute.” You remarked, your tone dry as Wanda chuckled beside you. Another whimper sounded, but Wanda’s eyes had already returned to the buttons of your shirt, her fingers moving quicker in anticipation of finally removing your top. 

In a few quick movements, Wanda undid the last button of your shirt, before sliding the material off your shoulders. Her hands ran up and down your arms a few times, before wrapping around your neck and pulling you closer. Her voice was low, and she mumbled against your lips, “Are you ready to make our baby feel good?” 

You nodded, your own hands wrapping around her waist as her lips connected with your own. Her teeth dug into your lower lip, tugging as you let a low moan out. Her tongue swiped apologetically over your lip, before making its way into your mouth and sliding against yours. 

For the next few minutes, you both ignored the increased frequency of whimpers that filled the room. You were focused on the addicting feeling of Wanda’s lips against your own, your hands squeezing her waist and moving down to cup her ass as she let out a few moans of her own. 

Breaking the kiss after a particularly harsh bite to your lower lip, Wanda finally let her darkened eyes wander over towards Agatha. “Aww, does our baby need something? Look at her, rutting against the air like an impatient little mutt.”

Blue eyes widened at the words, her hips stilling at the sight of Wanda’s slight smirk. Chest heaving, Agatha watched you give Wanda’s ass one final squeeze before you were moving towards the bed. 

“Hi baby, do you want me to touch you?” You asked, your voice soft as you looked kindly down at Agatha. She nodded slowly, opening her mouth before hastily glancing over at Wanda. 

A chuckle sounded behind you, and you tried not to shiver as you felt Wanda step closer to the bed. “You can speak now, darling.”

Agatha smiled, her eyes lighting up as she spoke quickly. “Yes, please. Touch me, I can’t take it anymore.” She practically whined the last few words, and you reached out with a single finger. Running it down her cheek, you trailed it between her breasts and over her taut stomach, finally ending near the inside of her hip. 

“There you go,” you said cheekily, proudly watching Agatha’s eyes close in disappointment. “I touched you.”

Warm hands appeared around your waist, a chin coming to rest on your shoulder as you stood near the edge of the bed. Wanda had taken her shirt off, her warm skin molding against your body as her sharp eyes observed the squirming body on the bed. 

Fingers dragged slowly against the soft skin of your stomach, Agatha’s eyes following the movement as her lips parted. You groaned slightly, turning your head towards Wanda’s face as her fingers reached your underwear. 

Soft lips kissed your cheek, trailing downwards until they reached your neck. Latching on, Wanda sucked roughly as both you and Agatha moaned in sync. Your hands reached back to brace themselves against Wanda’s thighs as her fingers moved over your clothed pussy. 

Rubbing gentle circles over your clit, Wanda dipped her fingers slightly lower to run over your damp underwear. You pressed your lips tightly together, taking a deep breath as you rolled your hips against her hand. 

“As good as this feels, our baby is practically fucking the air with need.” You whispered, feeling Wanda nod against your neck. She left one last bruising kiss against your skin, before removing her hands from you and finally making her way onto the bed. 

Pointing, Wanda wordlessly moved you towards the head of the bed. She positioned herself between Agatha’s quivering legs, sending a dark smirk towards those watchful blue eyes as she took in the glistening arousal dripping from Agatha’s pussy. 

You knelt near her head, placing your hand on her head and gently stroking her cheek. Agatha tore her eyes away from Wanda, turning her head until her eyes met the damp spot in your underwear. A quiet gasp escaped her lips, before blue eyes flitted towards your face. 

“Remember to use the color system, alright?” Wanda’s voice rang out, breaking Agatha from her daze. She turned back to the woman kneeling between her legs, nodding slowly as she took in the sight before her. 

Wanda was smiling slightly, her eyes dark as she drank in the sight of Agatha restrained beneath her. Her hands were gently running up and down Agatha’s thighs, nails digging in every so often and causing her to gasp. Green eyes bore into Agatha’s glossy blue ones, her lips parting as she felt her arousal increase tenfold. 

Your hand stopped stroking Agatha’s cheek, and she tore her eyes from Wanda to look at you in confusion. You smiled gently, your eyes crinkling as you looked at her. Then, your fingers made their way to her lips, and her eyes darkened with understanding. 

Slipping two of your fingers into her mouth, Agatha closed her eyes as she sucked. Her tongue wrapped around your fingers as Wanda slowly crept her hands towards the apex of her thighs. Your other hand made its way to Agatha’s heaving chest, and you slowly began rolling her nipple between your fingers as she hummed in satisfaction. 

“You’re doing so good for us baby,” You murmured, looking up and locking eyes with Wanda as she smirked. She wrapped her hands around Agatha’s hips, her thumbs maddeningly close to her overheating core. 

Agatha’s eyes opened at the sensation, her hips attempting to rise before she stilled, Wanda’s eyes hardening as she pressed her further against the mattress. “Do you want something?” 

Your fingers limited her speech, but Agatha attempted to answer regardless. She groaned in frustration when your fingers pressed roughly against her tongue, and Wanda’s face adopted a dark smile. 

“Good girls use their words,” Wanda began, her voice sickly sweet as her thumbs rubbed circles near Agatha’s glistening sex. “Don’t you want to be our good girl?”

You smiled and nodded in encouragement when Agatha looked at you in frustration. “Go on honey, answer her.” You didn’t remove your fingers, instead pushing them deeper into her mouth. Agatha gagged slightly, her eyes wide and pleading as her muscles started quivering from the effort it took to stay still. 

Wanda clucked her tongue in disappointment, “Well, I guess you won’t get a reward then.” 

Agatha let out a whine, and you felt your arousal transform into a roaring wave at the sound. Wanda watched your pupils dilate, her lips quirking up at your obvious pleasure. Her hands stilled as you turned towards her, your eyes wide and you began slowly pumping your fingers in and out of Agatha’s mouth. 

“Let's allow her to speak, please?” You asked, Agatha moaning around your fingers. Your eyes glanced back at her, before locking your gaze on Wanda’s stony face. She silently shook her head, her fingers beginning to trace patterns on Agatha’s inner thighs.

You pinched Agatha’s nipple, and she whimpered. You watched Wanda’s eyes leap towards your fingers, her walls cracking slightly. She looked back up, her eyes so dark there was barely any green left. “Please, daddy?”

“Alright,” Wanda's voice was low and dangerous, but you smiled brightly. “But she’ll only be rewarded if she begs really nicely.” Her eyes flashed, her fingers digging into Agatha’s thighs as you lip your lip in excitement. 

“Did you hear that?” You asked, smiling wider at Agatha’s excited smile. You pulled your fingers out of her mouth, and she opened her mouth to speak. Before she could get any words out, you grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look at you. 

“Be a good girl, we don’t want to upset daddy anymore than we already have.” You said, whispering as if you were sharing an important secret. Agatha’s eyes widened, and you forcibly nodded her head up and down for her. Then, you smiled and placed a quick kiss on her lips before looking back over at Wanda. 

When Agatha hesitated, you threaded your hand in her hair and pulled in an unspoken warning. “Please let me be a good girl, I want to be good for you.” 

Wanda raised a single eyebrow, unimpressed. 

“I’ll be so good, I promise. I’ll do whatever you want, I’ll beg however you want. I’ll let you use me for your own pleasure, I can take it.” Agatha took a deep breath, and Wanda’s lips parted slightly as she continued. “Don’t hold back, please. I need you.” 

Wanda’s chest rose and fell rapidly as she felt her arousal increase. Her fingers had tightened around Agatha’s thighs, her short fingernails leaving small crescent shaped marks on the soft skin. 

Blue eyes darkened as Agatha took in Wanda’s obvious arousal. “I want you to ruin me, daddy.” 

At the name, green eyes shot to yours. You smiled widely, your fingers scratching her scalp in approval. You gently tugged dark curls between your fingers as Wanda swiftly entered Agatha’s pussy with two fingers. 

A moan sounded out, the noise raspy and desperate. Within seconds, the sound of Wanda’s fingers thrusting in and out of Agatha’s soaked core filled the bedroom. Your own breaths were ragged as you watched, your eyes fixed on Wanda’s long fingers as her thumb began applying pressure to Agatha’s swollen clit. 

You bent down, taking in Wanda’s parted lips and soft grunts as you mumbled against Agatha’s lips. “Good girl.”

“Thank you, mommy.” She whispered, brushing your lips with hers as you groaned at the title. You felt your arousal dampen your underwear further as you kissed her, Agatha whining into your mouth when you sucked her bottom lip between your teeth. 

Your fingers were gentle against Agatha’s nipple, rolling it as you broke the kiss. A single strand of saliva appeared between your lips and hers as you pulled away, and you smiled before taking one of her nipples into your hot mouth. Your tongue swirled around it as you twisted the other one between your fingers, Agatha’s moans reverberating through her chest. 

Wanda braced a hand against Agatha’s thigh as she moved her fingers faster, knowing that Agatha’s orgasm would be steadily growing. Twisting her fingers, she rubbed fast circles with deep pressure against her clit, drawing more throaty moans from Agatha’s throat. 

“Please, let me come daddy. You’re making me feel so-” Agatha cut herself off with a moan, her hands flexing against her restraints at the pleasure built up at her core. 

“What was that, baby?” Wanda asked, mirth in her eyes as she watched Agatha struggle to speak. She stopped trying to hold Agatha’s hips down, choosing to tangle her hand in your hair instead as Agatha’s hips frantically thrusted against her hand. 

You moaned, Wanda’s fingers sending a pleasant feeling shooting down your spine as she tugged. The pain mixed with Agatha’s moans sounding in your ear caused your own hips to roll against the bed. 

“Do you want to come?” Wanda’s voice sounded condescending, and Agatha mumbled something in response. The hand in your hair disappeared, and as you disconnected your lips from Agatha’s nipple, you saw Wanda’s hand come down harshly. 

Three short slaps to Agatha’s inner thigh had her whining, and you watched red marks the shape of Wanda’s hand appear in fascination. Wanda’s eyes were locked on Agatha’s face, her eyes narrowing at the lack of response. 

You moved your hands up to Agatha’s face, cupping her cheeks as she looked at you with glassy eyes. “Can you answer for me? Mommy wants you to come, but daddy won’t let you unless you answer her.”

Agatha blinked up at you, processing your words as Wanda harshly entered a third finger into her drenched pussy. She whimpered, her voice tight as she finally spoke. “Please let me come, I’ve been so good. I just wanna be a good girl for you. Please daddy.”

Wanda groaned, her fingers thrusting faster than before. She watched Agatha’s face as it scrunched up in pleasure, shooting a smile your way as she rubbed faster circles against Agatha’s clit. 

“Come.” Wanda commanded. 

With a strangled moan, Agatha’s body tensed, before shuddering almost violently as she came. Her lips pressed together, suppressing her moans as Wanda fucked her through her orgasm. 

You watched in fascination, loving the way Agatha fought against her restraints as she squirmed underneath Wanda’s ministrations. Your fingers made their way back up to her mouth, slowly pumping them against her tongue as her eyes rolled back. 

Wanda reached a hand out, wrapping it around the back of your neck and pulling your face towards hers. Nipping at your bottom lip, she smiled as she kissed you, the sound of Agatha’s whimpers filling the space as you sloppily made out above her. 

Pulling her fingers out of Agatha, Wanda forced them between your lips, her own lips parted as she watched you suck the juices off. Agatha’s eyes had opened, her gaze also locked on Wanda’s fingers as your own stilled in her mouth. 

After twirling your tongue around Wanda’s fingers a couple of times, you pulled them out and looked down at Agatha with a proud smile. “You’ve made mommy very proud, good girl.” You paused, looking over at Wanda. “Our good girl.”

Agatha’s face practically glowed with the praise, her eyes flitting between you and Wanda as she caught her breath. Wanda patted your cheek, whispering an instruction to put on the strap-on that you kept in your bottom drawer, before maneuvering herself over Agatha’s mouth. 

Looking down, Wanda grabbed Agatha’s hair roughly as the woman opened her mouth. Smirking, she felt your hands wrap around her as she finally lowered her own dripping pussy to Agatha’s eager tongue. 

“Let's put that tongue to good use.”

[yelenasdiary]

Cupid's Dream Masterlist

Happy Valentine's!!! I thought I would do something little to celebrate so below you can find a small handful of fics that'll hopefully bring you some comfort or make you smile!

Requests for this are closed.

??? means I haven't yet given the fic a title.

Fluff -

~Macaronly Have Eyes for You (Yelena Belova x Reader) >No Warnings.

~??? (Bishlova x Reader) >Mix of Fluff & Angst, Mentions of Red Room, PTSD.

Smut -

~Deserving || Part II (Yelena Belova x Reader) >Loss of Virginity, Fingering (R Receiving), Oral (R Receiving), Nipple Play, Scissoring, Mentions of Masturbation, Bottom! Reader, Top! Yelena.

~??? (Subby! Wanda x Top! GN! Reader) >Praise Kink, Mommy Kink, Wanda being Self Conscious, Oral (Wanda Receiving), Fingering (Wanda Receiving).

Angst -

~Take Me Home (Wanda Maximoff x Eternal! Fem! Deaf! Reader) >Mix of Angst, Smut & Fluff, Reader has a penis, Unprotected Sex, Oral (Wanda Receiving), Pregnancy & Pregnancy talk, Mentions of Abortion.

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

My Masterpiece

Photography Professor!Fem!Reader x subby!student!Wanda

Summary: Spending the weekend with her professor means Wanda will be worshipped

Word Count: 624

Warnings: 18+, established relationship, use of strap-on (R), photography during sex, ropes, tying up(W), Use of pet names, R is referred to as Daddy by W, some fluff sprinkled in there

Over the weekend Wanda found herself in your lovely home. All the photos that lined the walls of not just your own photos, but others including some from your parents collection that the rest of the world never saw.

Wanda was currently walking around in nothing, but your oversized shirt, panties, and thigh high stockings. 

You smiled at her, watching from your kitchen island as you worked away on your laptop never wanting to shut yourself away in your office while she was here.

“I'll never get tired of looking at all the photographs you have Y/N.” Wanda spoke, voice almost echoing off the walls in the quiet space.

“Come here baby.” You pushed your glasses to the top of your head as she walked over and you pulled her into your lap. “I'd love to add a few more to my walls of you pretty girl.” You smirked as her face grew hot and she tried to hide from you. “No, no, show me that pretty face that I fell for.” She stops hiding, 

“I'm not that pretty Y/N…I'm a photographer not a model…”

“You are the most beautiful model I've ever had the pleasure to work with.” You smiled, rubbing her thighs. “I want to tie you up with my prettiest ropes, use my cutest gag, and stuff you full with my strap as I take pictures of your beautiful body.” you tell her.

“D-Daddy…” she grinds against you even if her words deny you, her body tells you all you need to know.

“Okay that's it, break time from school work,” You pick her up, bringing her to your bedroom. “I'm going to fuck you until you can't think properly and take the most beautiful photos of that blissed out face that you make only for me.” You tell her as you set her down, going over to your toy closet, pulling out some of your favorites along with your Mamiya Leaf Credo camera. 

As you fucked her all tied up and full of one of your biggest straps you take your pictures. “So beautiful. My beautiful slut. You love when I take photo's of you like this, don't you?” You ask, watching her face the whole time.

“Yes Daddy! Yes! Please don't stop!” She begs.

“I'm not stopping anytime soon. Not until I'm satisfied with my photo's and then I'll let you cum so I can take photos of that beautiful face that you make.” She's a moaning, squirming mess beneath you. You know half if not more of these photos will be blurry, but that's fine. The ones that won't be are going to be masterpieces.

“You're my masterpiece, you know that?” You say, catching her off guard with how soft your voice is. 

“R-really?” She asks in disbelief.

“Yes baby. No one compares to your beauty. You are my masterpiece. The photos I take of you are the best in my collection. Nothing even comes close to them.” you tell her, setting your camera down, forgetting about it as you drive your cock into her fast and rough making her moan out, gripping and clawing at you. Every noise she makes threatens to send you over the edge.

“D-Daddy can I please cum? I know you put your camera down, but please can I? Daddy's cock is too good!” She moans out.

“Yes baby go on Daddy's going to come with you.” You tell her, not caring about the photo at this moment. You use the best camera you have, your eyes, to capture this moment and keep it with me forever.

[abbyromanoff]

Right before Wanda's birthday, you find out you're pregnant. So you go out and buy little baby shoes to give to her. Of course, the poor thing doesn't understand at first why you got her baby shoes. She looks at them so confused. You just smile at her, waiting for her to figure it out. After a bit, she finally spots the positive pregnancy test. She gets so excited that she about tackles you, but she keeps you standing upright. It quickly turns it wanda, lifting you up your legs, locking around her waist. You start making out as wanda walks you to the closest wall. She presses you against it. Wanda decides to take you right there in the common room. She rips the crotch out of your leggings and also rips your underwear. You can see wanda wants to take the reins being more dominant. So you for her birthday let her. She starts fucking you hard against the wall. Your moans echo through the compound. She makes you cum atleast 5 times before she pulls out. Watching as the mixture of your cums dripping out onto the floor below as you bury your head in her neck. But she definitely isn't done for the day with you yet. And you have to admit when your subby little baby is dominant you love how she turns you into her dumb cock drunk whore.

-🐬

Ugh having her go from a subby mess to fucking you with no mercy>>>

Like she would usually be so shy and whiny about when she’s gonna cum but when she’s on top it’s like it doesn’t even faze her ur just a cum rag for her to use as she pleases and no matter how many times she fills you up she won’t ever get tired of it