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[nats-firefly]

the bet

sorority!wandanat x reader

summary: tri delta and delta nu have a bet, you get caught in the cross fire

warnings: power bottom!wandanat, choking, smut 18+ only

a/n: repost! they're back

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Delta Nu and Tri Delta were known as the rival sororities on campus. Always the two every girl wanted to get into, the two to raise the most funds for whatever cause and the two who were always at each other’s throats. One week, the heads of the two sororities met and made a bet. Celibacy week. The house that broke first would have to give up their summer funding for parties, only relying on future fundraisers for party budget.

Usually, these bets wouldn’t affect you all that much. You even liked them sometimes, Natasha would get especially frustrated when things didn’t go her way and she would always come to her trusty roommate for some… stress relief.

But this bet, this bet sucked. 

Not only was Natasha extremely sexually frustrated and on edge, but you had also found yourself becoming dependant on both Natasha and Wanda for your own stress relief. And now neither of them could come to your aid.

You tried though. And you were persistent. But Natasha is a more determined when she’s pissed off. And there was nothing that pissed her off more than having to share you. She noticed how much you would be on your phone and how you spent more and more time out of the apartment, and how your dirty laundry would have the faint smell Natasha recognized from meetings with Delta Nu.

You snaked your hands onto Natasha’s hips, pressing her between your body and the counter, making sure the outline of the silicone toy between your legs was clearly felt through your sweatpants. Natasha whimpered, her hips subconsciously pressing back against you. She turned around in your hold, her hand coming up to grip your throat and pull you towards her.

You turned her towards the kitchen island, hooking your hands under her thighs and propping her up. Her fingers pressed the sides of your throat and you moaned into her mouth, your lips moving perfectly against each other. She bucked her hips closer to the edge, feeling your cool fingertips sliding up her thigh. 

All of a sudden, Natasha clenched her thighs shut, trapping your hand between her thighs as she pushed you away from her with clenched eyes. Her hand loosened its grip on your throat as your other hand slid down her leg. 

“I can’t let her win this too,” You tilted your head, about to ask her what she meant when she hopped down from the counter, giving you a peck on the cheek before walking into her room. 

You frustratedly closed the door to your room, plopping down on your bed and pulling out your phone, starting to text the only other woman who could tend to your needs at the moment.

it’s just a stupid bet, what’s the big deal? nobody has to know, wanda

You rolled your eyes, waiting patiently for the three little dots to appear.

did you forget you live with one of them 

she has a name you know

whatever it is, no. I can’t.

I’ll get rid of her, please?

Wanda tapped her fingertips against her table, biting her lip in concentration. She huffed out a sigh, typing out a half-assed excuse, part of her already thinking of what she’d wear to your place. 

if this fucks up my chances as delta nu president next year i’m holding you personally responsible get rid of her

You got up from your bed, grabbing your wallet and pulling out a twenty dollar bill. You walked to Natasha’s bedroom, knocking on the door before you heard her voice telling you to come in.

“Do you wanna do me a favor?” You asked, scratching the back of your neck as you sat on her bed. She scrolled further down the online store’s website, clicking on a bodycon dress. She hummed, encouraging you to keep talking. “Can you go to the store and grab ice cream?”

“Why do I have to go?”

“Well, you’ve got all this pent up energy you can’t release right? Jog to the store.”

She hummed and stopped scrolling, turning her chair to your direction. You offered her the twenty dollar bill and she snatched it away from your hands. “Fine.”

“Thanks,” You smiled, getting up from her bed and making your way back to your room. Natasha found it odd but didn’t think about it too much. She put on her running shoes and slung a fanny pack over her shoulder before heading out the door, leaving your twenty dollar bill on the counter. 

You heard the front door click shut and quickly texted Wanda.

she’s jogging to the store, you have like twenty minutes to get here

Wanda stood up out of her desk, sliding off her sweatpants and stepping into tight yoga pants. She packed her laptop and notebooks into her bag and walked out the door, grabbing a baseball cap before she left the house. She walked to your apartment and was there ten minute later, trying to ignore the smug smirk on your face as you ushered her into your bedroom.

You closed the door and pushed Wanda against the wooden surface, bringing her lips onto yours. She closed her eyes, getting lost in the feeling of your lips against hers while her bag slid down her arm to rest gently on the floor. She caught herself when your hands started drifting up her sweater, making her push you back onto your bed. You fell backwards, propping yourself up on your elbows as she straddled your lap. 

“You don’t get to call the shots today,” She gripped your hair and brought your lips back onto hers, her tongue moving against yours in a heated kiss. Your hands came to rest on her ass, making her buck hips into you and fuck, this was a bad idea. 

“Doesn’t seem like you want me to stop,” You smirked up at her, making her grip your chin and push you into the bed, rolling her eyes as she got off your lap. 

“I do,” She groaned, standing up again and moving to her back on the floor bringing it to the bed. “I even brought work to do.”

“You never stop, do you?” You asked, as she sat against the headboard, looking at you while she type on her computer and you pulled out your video game controller. 

“If I did, I wouldn’t become president of Delta Nu next year,” She said, the sound her her nails clicking on the keys echoing in your ears.

“Easy there, champ, don’t your sisters have to elect you?” You joked as you clicked away on your controller, eyes glued to the screen on the wall.

“Yeah, but I’m not worried about that,” She said, her eyes drifting to the way your bottom lip was caught between your teeth and your fingers flexed so easily around the controller. It all sent a wave of arousal straight to her core.

Wanda pushed her laptop off her lap, the crawled over to you, pushing your controller aside and straddling your hips once again. 

“Ready to break the rules, Madam President?”

“The rule is I can’t have sex,” She said, bringing her lips onto yours. “Nobody said anything about touching.”

She gripped your wrists and led them under her shirt, making you smirk against her mouth. Her soft moans filled your ears and vibrated through your body, your fingertips pressing harder against the soft skin of her chest. Your lips trailed down her neck, her hands gripping onto your hair as she arched into you. You flipped her over onto the bed, kneeling between her thighs and continuing to kiss down her body.

Wanda moaned as she felt the shape of your strap press against her. Her fingernails dug into your scalp as you sucked on her skin, not hard enough to leave a mark but just enough to leave Wanda wanting more. 

Wanda felt her desperation heighten, feeling like maybe, just maybe she would break the bet. Just as she was about to start tugging your shirt up your body, your head picked up, hearing Natasha open the door to the apartment. You looked at Wanda, a smirk tugging on your lips as you kissed up to her ear, softly shushing her.

“We have to be quiet now, angel,” You said, bringing her lips back onto yours. She continued kissing you, her eyes bursting open when the idea popped into her head. If she wanted anything with you tonight, she was gonna have to share you with Natasha. 

But Wanda couldn’t just bring this up, and she wouldn’t be able to wait another day, celibacy week was almost over. She had to act now. And it had to be Natasha’s idea. Wanda started whining against your lips, at first softly, but getting increasingly louder.

Natasha walked through the door, stopping at the fridge to grab a water bottle as she caught her breath. She removed her earphones and moved closer to you door, hearing shuffling and muffled whining from the other side of the door. 

“I’m back from the store,” She called through the door, making you pull away from Wanda and place your hand over the brunette’s mouth.

“Uhmm, you can put the ice cream in the freezer, I’ll get it late-OUCH!” You hissed at the sharp pain on your fingers, turning your gaze back to Wanda who had a grin on her face and she gripped your forearm over her shirt.

“Is everything okay?” Natasha said, walking into your room. She froze at the sight in front if her: Wanda pinned underneath you, one of your hands under her shirt while the other hovered above her mouth. The redhead’s eyebrows raised and a smug grin graced her features. “What do we have here.”

You pulled yourself off Wanda and walked over to Natasha gripping her hips and turning her around, pushing her towards the door. “We didn’t do anything, she didn’t lose the bet.”

Natasha stopped in her movements, all the pent up frustration she jogged off immediately returning. If anyone was gonna tiptoe around the grey area of the bet with you, it was gonna be her. There was no way in hell she would let Wanda have you all to herself. She turned around to face you before her gaze drifted to Wanda, who was still laying on the bed, her gaze completely locked onto Natasha. 

“I won’t tell if you don’t,” She simply said. Natasha’s lips turned upwards, her hands immediately pushing you back into your room. 

“Now we just gotta make sure you keep your mouth shut,” Natasha’s eyes locked onto yours, the back of your legs finally reaching the bed, making you fall back on it. Wanda kneeled next to you, standing over you next to Natasha as you propped yourself up on your elbows. 

“You guys make it seem like you both weren’t practically begging me to fuck you earlier today,” You rolled your eyes, watching the two girls look over you like you were the last meal on Earth. Wanda rolled her eyes, leaning over and gripping your chin.

“Let’s put that mouth to better use,” Wanda shuffled off the bed, sliding her pants down her legs along with her underwear, Natasha quickly following her movements. Wanda was about to climb back onto the bed, but Natasha held her back, making the brunette look at her with a frown.

“I live here, I get to call dibs on her face,” The redhead said, moving her body up to your face. Wanda rolled her eyes, grabbing the hem of your sweatpants and pulling them down your body, revealing her favorite red strap. 

“You tell another living soul about this and you’re moving out,” Natasha lowered her pussy onto your mouth before you had a chance to answer, her hips rolling onto your face as you stuck your tongue out. Natasha’s fingers gripped onto your hair, angling your head back as she bucked her hips onto you. Wanda groaned as she sunk down onto the toy between your legs, you could feel her weight shift on your hips as she bounced on your strap, your hands gripping the back of her knees and pulling her closer.

Wanda moaned, her nails digging into the skin of your stomach as she steadied herself. The stinging sensation made you moan into Natasha, the vibrations moving through her body and making her thighs squeeze around your head. They started off with a terrible pace, the two bucking their hips at the worst moments together. Your hands gripped Natasha’s hips as you pushed your strap deeper into Wanda, briefly halting her movements. Wanda screamed out in pleasure, the tip of the strap pressing against the perfect spot while you rolled Natasha’s hips onto your face, keeping your eyes on her as she contorted her face in pleasure.

Wanda and Natasha settled into the perfect pace, working off each other and making you groan in pleasure every now and then. Natasha pressed down onto your face, her arousal already dripping down your chin. Wanda whined, desperately bucking her hips, trying to reach her high, but not quite getting there. 

“Do you need a little help, sweetheart?” Natasha cooed condescendingly at the brunette, making Wanda more frustrated than she already was. You lifted you chin up, sucking Nat’s clit into your mouth, making her body shudder. Natasha lifted herself off you, before turning around and straddling your face once again. You circled your thumbs onto Wanda’s legs, as she continued moving against you. Natasha gripped her chin and brought their lips together, her hands moving town to Wanda’s chest, tweaking her nipples as you pumped the toy deeper into Wanda.

One of Natasha’s hands moved up to Wanda’s throat, lightly squeezing the sides as she pulled away from the brunette. She moaned, bucking her hips faster against your face as you reached up to her hips and pressed her hips down onto you as you sucked on her clit. “Cum with me, Wanda.”

You felt Wanda’s arousal soak the strap just as Natasha’s hips stilled and her body shook over you, her orgasm washing over her like waves. Wanda brought their lips together once again, both girls using your body to ride out their orgasms, hair clinging to their skin as the caught their breath. 

You licked Natasha clean before she pulled away from your face, letting you sit up and lift Wanda off you. Natasha moved off the bed to look for her underwear, ready to leave like she usually did after the two of you had your time. You leaned Wanda against the headboard, bringing your lips to hers then kissing down her body, the brunette’s hands entangling in your hair as your buried your head between her thighs, carefully running your tongue through her sensitive folds. 

Natasha watched as you cared for Wanda the same way you would care for her, feeling a pang of jealousy course through her at Wanda’s soft laughter as you came up and kissed her cheek. Wanda moved to the side, allowing you to settle agains the headboard before she settled next to you, curling to your side. 

“Uhm,” Natasha felt embarrassed watching, a prominent shade of pink gracing her cheeks as she avoided your gaze. “I’ll uh-”

“You can stay if you want,” Wanda said, pulling the blanket on the other side of you down, as you focused you attention on the tv. 

“She’s right,” You said, secretly hoping neither woman noticed how much you desperately hoped she would. 

“Okay,” Natasha leaned against the headboard, arms crossed over her chest as she focused her attention at the tv. You nudged her shoulder, the motioned for her to inch closer, making her roll her eyes but moved closer nonetheless. 

The three of your comfortably watched cartoons and talked for another few hours, not able to keep your hands to each other for most of the time. It was around 2 am when you finally closed your eyes, Natasha laying unconscious curled to your side. Wanda drew patters on your skin with her fingertips, the reflection of the tv glimmer bouncing off your phone catching her attention. She waited another few episodes to make sure you were both asleep before reaching over and snapping a picture before sending it to herself and deleting it off your phone. 

She fell asleep with a smug smirk on her features, thinking she had the upper hand. What she didn’t know was that the following morning Natasha would do the same thing, snapping a picture of Wanda laying naked with you before tiptoeing her way out of your room to get ready for class.

And yeah, they both were still at each other’s throats, but maybe this bet wasn’t so bad after all.

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[nats-firefly]

the more that you say the less i know

part 3 of bent right to your wind | main masterlist

vampire!wanda maximoff x vampire!natasha romanoff x witch!reader

summary: things become more complicated between you, natasha and wanda. a dangerous prophecy is revealed.

warnings: blood, biting, blood sucking, blood consumption, vampires, witches, groping

a/n: took a while but here it is!

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words: 4.9k | feedback is always welcome

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Natasha held your face against hers, her hand softly cupping your chin as you kissed her back. Her lips were soft, gentle. You felt stuck in a trance as her tongue slipped into your mouth. Your hands slid up to her waist, pulling her into you. Natasha smiled against your lips, taking the opportunity to straddle your hips. 

Your heart beat loud in your chest, your hands drifting down to Natasha’s thighs. The redhead’s hand drifted down to your throat, making you moan against her lips. She trailed her lips down to your neck, her strong fingers expertly forcing your head to the side. You could feel her sharp fangs grazing along the length of your neck.

Natasha felt drunk on your scent, mouth watering the longer she spent nestled in the crook of your neck. Your hands entangled in her long red hair, pulling at the roots making her groan against your skin. You felt her hips grind against yours as you sighed in pleasure, holding her against you. Natasha wasn’t sure what took over her, she didn’t know if it was the way your nails scraped her scalp, or the way you trailed your hand down to her hip to pull her impossibly closer to you. Her fangs sank into your skin in the midst of lustful breathy moans, eliciting a surprised gasp from you, eyes previously shut in pleasure now wide open in shock.

Your shock was short-lived as Natasha’s actions suddenly caught up to her and she found the will to pull away. The redhead’s expression almost mirrored yours, her wide pitch black eyes threw you off, her previous vibrant green completely gone. She blinked, her color starting to come back as she relaxed once again.

“Fuck, I- I’m sorry,” She pushed your hair to the side to check on the damage she’d done to find the small marks on your neck has already faded to pink, almost invisible. She tilted her head before looking back at you.

“I heal fast,” You giggled, noticing a smear of your blood on the corner of her lip. You cupped her face, her breath hitching as she watched your eyes focus on the spot on her face and felt as your thumb wiped the blood from her skin. “You got something there.”

Your whole body burned as Natasha took the tip of your thumb past her lips, sucking the digit clean. Your mouth fell agape, her warm tongue swirling over your finger before she pulled back and released it with a smirk. 

“I’ve never tasted blood so sweet,” She said, leaning closer, eyes lingering on where her teeth had previously been. She felt her mouth water once again, the small amount she had eliciting an intense craving she never knew she could feel. She was hooked. 

“I’ve never felt anything like that before,” You answered truthfully, subtly pulling her closer. Your lips met hers once again, quickly evolving into something needier, more desperate. Natasha couldn’t get enough. Her lips once again trailed to your jaw and you could feel her hesitation in the way her body tensed atop yours. 

“You don’t have to be scared,” She pulled away at your voice as your hands found her hair again. “You can have another taste.”

“Are you sure?” Natasha’s eyes sparkled, mouth watering at the thought of tasting you again. You nodded, pulling her in once again, letting her tongue explore your mouth before you leaned your head back, letting her have unrestricted access to your neck.

She kissed down the column of your neck as her hands came up to your chest. Even over your shirt, her hands found the perfect spots that sent goosebumps down your arms and a moan past your lips. She smirked against your skin, enjoying the way her name sounded from your lips. Her tongue licked a stripe down your neck back to your pulse point. Her fangs sank into your skin once again, making your nails dig into her skin and your eyes roll to the back of your head as she sucked, the pain from your neck and pleasure from her hands on your chest driving you crazy. 

Natasha sucked fervently. A steady flow of your blood filling her mouth perfectly, keeping her in a trance. She could hear small moans from you, your grip on her faltering as you became light headed. She noticed your state and immediately pulled away, licking over your puncture wounds before she watched them heal over.

“Maybe that’s enough for today, don’t you think, sweetness?” She kissed your cheek as you blinked back into consciousness. You felt her thumbs brush over your nipples before she gave your tits one last squeeze. You moaned as her lips met yours again, her teeth tugging at your bottom lip. 

Your hands slid down to her arms as she pulled away from you, your eyes fluttering back open as you felt yourself quickly recovering. Natasha’s thumb ran over your bottom lip. “Let’s get you back to your room.”

-

Wanda felt guilty. She shouldn't. What she had with Yelena wasn’t anything serious, it was casual at best. So why did this knot in her stomach feel so heavy? Wanda sat on the couch of the lobby, picking at her nails as Yelena read a book next to her. Her hand made its way to Wanda’s thigh, breaking her concentration on her nails. Wanda slid Yelena’s hand off her thigh just as fast as it got there before crossing her legs, catching the other woman’s attention.

“What’s this about?” The blonde asked, turning to Wanda who kept her eyes on her hands.

“Nothing,” She answered, taking a breath and finally turning to her. “I’m just not feeling it tonight.”

“You’re not feeling my hand on your thigh?” She put her book down on her other side, watching as Wanda bit the inside of her cheek in nervousness. “This wouldn’t have anything to do with the girl you walked in here hand in hand with, right?”

“You saw that?” Wanda asked, her head turning towards Yelena but refusing to make eye contact.

“Yeah, I saw it,” She answered. “Why are you so nervous about it?”

Wanda finally looked up at her. “You know we’re not serious, it’s fine.”

“I know, it’s just-” Wanda was at a loss of words. She knew they weren’t serious, but she still felt so guilty. “She means a lot to me.”

“How can she mean so much to you? Wanda, I’ve known you for almost a decade and I’ve never seen her.”

“I knew her from before,” She answered, feeling the need to defend you. “From before all this.”

“Oh, is she a vampire too?” Yelena was intrigued, it wasn’t often they ran into other vampires in this town.

“No, she’s a witch,” Wanda answered, Yelena’s demeanor changed almost instantly. 

“Wanda, you have to be careful,” The blonde warned. “Witches have ulterior motives, plus the blood moon is coming up, I wouldn’t get too close.”

“Yelena, she’s my person,” Wanda wanted to have you in her arms again. “She wouldn’t hurt me.”

“That’s exactly why I’m telling you to be careful, you’re exactly the type of person she would need to get the chalice.”

Wanda was taken aback. You wouldn’t do that to her. But why else would you just show up right before the blood moon?

“Just be careful,” Yelena sighed. Wanda leaned back against the back of the couch, a concentrated furrow between her eyebrows. You seemed just as surprised to see her, but maybe you just tricked Wanda to think that. The brunette’s thoughts swirled in her head, you were the first witch she’d met. Wanda had been told they were wiped from existence a long time ago, before she even came back to town. She needed to find out why you were here.

—

“Are you gonna be okay for the night?” Natasha asked, her hand on your lower back guiding you down the hallway towards your door. You smiled, turning towards her once you reached your door.

“I think so,” You said, letting Natasha run her eyes over your body and pull you closer by your waist. You get lost in her green eyes for what feels like the millionth time that night, feeling all your thoughts melt away as you gazed into her eyes. 

“You sure?” Natasha’s back hit the wall as your bodies pressed together, you hadn’t even realized you were leaning into her. Not that you were complaining. Natasha let your hands roam, enjoying your touch against her skin. 

“Um,” You were at a loss for words again, Natasha’s presence was intense. You couldn’t remember why you wanted to be alone. 

The clearing of a throat brought you out of the moment. You didn’t catch Natasha’s eye roll as you turned towards Wanda, who was awkwardly standing in the hallway. She didn’t like seeing you this close to Natasha, and after the moment the two of you had shared earlier, she felt hurt. But she couldn’t blame you, the look you sent her from the elevator playing over and over again in her mind. 

“Wanda,” Her round eyes stared back at you, just as caught off guard by the scene in front of her. Your eyes fell to the floor, feeling as though you’d done something wrong. Your moment with Wanda in the woods replayed in your mind. This wasn’t like you, you were confused. Natasha looked between you and Wanda, a smug smirk on her face. 

“I’ll let you be then,” Natasha leaned in, her lips pressing against your cheek and lingering there as if to show off for Wanda. You felt like you couldn’t breathe. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

You pried your eyes off the floor and sent Natasha a small smile, before turning towards your door. 

“Y/N,” Wanda said, reaching forward to keep you from going into your room. “Please, can we talk?”

You considered it, your brain felt overworked. You felt like you’d had enough for one day. “I’m tired, Wanda. Unlike you, I actually need sleep.”

“Please, Y/N,” Wanda persisted, your grip on the door handle faltering. “Let me explain—”

“Explain how you kissed me then acted like you didn’t know me?” You felt mad at her all over again. You didn’t like feeling mad at Wanda, but you were hurt, and you didn’t know how else to react.

“I was caught off guard,” Wanda answered, she tugged on your hand to make you look at her again. Wanda felt seen under your gaze. “It’s been three centuries, I never thought you coming back into my life was even a possibility.”

You finally met her gaze. You saw the sincerity in her eyes, and felt terrible for what you did with Natasha. You felt like you’d had an out of body experience. You remember wanting to do everything you did, but you couldn’t regret it more now. Your hand went up to wipe against your neck, you felt dirty. Wanda’s eyes followed your hand, her enhanced vision catching the faint bite mark on your skin. She felt a pang in her chest at the site. Natasha had gotten so much more of you than Wanda wanted anyone to have within such a short amount of time. 

“Do you wanna come in?” You hoped she would, you wanted the comfort of her embrace again. 

Wanda sent you a shy smile, nodding her head before you pushed the door open. She followed you in, taking the room in and smiling at how you’d made it feel so homey in such a short amount of time. 

“Make yourself comfortable, I’m just gonna change,” You said. You picked up a shirt and loose shorts from your duffel bag, before walking into the bathroom. With one wave of your arms over your body you cleaned up and got ready for bed. Wanda had just enough time to sit on the bed before you came out of the bathroom, clean and wearing your pajamas. She looked surprised. “What? I’m tired, I don’t wanna waste time taking a shower if I don’t have to.”

Wanda smiled, a small laugh falling from her lips. “Nothing, I just… forgot.”

You looked up at her as you took off your necklace, the old pendant making a clink as you set it down on the table.

“Is that,” Wanda started, standing up to look at the necklace closely. “Is this the necklace we stole?”

You looked down, suddenly embarrassed at your most prized possession. “Yes.”

Wanda ran her fingertips over the metal heart, remembering the day she realized she was in love with you. You’d been running around town all day, jumping between shops just because you could. The necklace had caught Wanda’s eyes but was way too expensive for her to afford. You snatched it before the store clerk kicked the two of you out and you ran to the woods. You gave Wanda the necklace, she wore it until the day she “died”.

“I can’t believe you still have it,” Wanda said, looking at you. She tucked a loose strand of your hair behind your ear, raising your chin up to look at her.

“I like feeling you close to me,” You said, leaning closer to the other woman. Wanda smiled, pulling you closer to her. Your hand cupped her face, the warmth in your chest growing as you still took her in. You couldn’t believe you had her again. Then you felt terrible all over again. “I’m sorry.”

“Me too,” Wanda said. “Can we start over?”

Your thumb ran over her cheekbone, pulling her face closer to place a lingering kiss on her cheek. “Of course.”

Wanda held you close to her, she missed you more than words could explain. You felt it too. Your head rested against her shoulder, you felt at ease. Wanda’s chest shook as she chuckled at your yawn, pulling you away from her. 

“Time for bed?” She chuckled. You frowned.

“Don’t make fun,” You whined. “It’s not my fault you haven’t taken a nap in three centuries.”

“It’s not mine either, I can’t.”

“Do you want to?” You wiggled your eyebrows, making the brunette laugh. “Stay with me?”

“As long as you want me to,” She replied. You smiled and motioned for her to get into the bed before you settled next to her, laying your head on her chest. Wanda ran her fingers through your hair, making your eyelids heavier and heavier. “Can I ask you something?”

“Yeah,” You answered sleepily. “Shoot.”

“Why did you come back to Willowcrest?” She asked, holding her breath waiting for the answer. You started drawing patterns on Wanda’s stomach, where her shirt had ridden up.

“The blood moon,” You answered. You felt Wanda’s body tense, you looked up at her questioningly before turning to click the lights off. “What?”

“What about the blood moon?” Her voice was restricted, careful.

“Why do you sound so worried, Wanda?” You asked, pulling away from her. The moonlight shining through your window provided just enough light to see Wanda’s eyes on you. 

“Just answer the question,” Wanda sounded almost scared, your eyebrows knitted together, you found her cold hand under the covers. 

“Willowcrest is the only known place with natural blood crystals in its bedrock,” You replied, averting your eyes from Wanda’s intense gaze. “The combination of the crystals and the moon are said to amplify a nature witch’s powers. It’s the only way to communicate with the spiritual realm. I need Dorothea.”

Wanda felt you squeeze her hand, and saw a tear roll down your cheek to the pillow under your head. She pulled you closer, letting you nuzzle into her. “I need you to talk to Melina.”

“Who’s Melina again?” You asked, you remember her mentioning her at the diner.

“She’s the matriarch here,” Wanda answered, her hand rubbing up and down your back. “I think you should talk to her.”

You yawned again, your eyelid getting harder and harder to keep open. You mumbled something about it being tomorrow’s problem before you drifted into a deep sleep, for the first time in a long time being able to fall asleep safely in Wanda’s arms. 

Wanda spent the night running her hand through your hair or up and down your back. She let herself drown in your atmosphere, in your scent. She missed you. She never wanted to leave you again. Her enhanced vision allowed her to see the small healed over translucent scars you’d acquired over the years. The normal person wouldn’t be able to notice any markings, but to her eyes she saw every little scratch you’d ever had. She felt a need to protect you. 

Sometime during the night Wanda made a promise to herself. For so many years she berated herself for leaving you, for only ever thinking to look for you many years after a normal human would be alive. When she came back to Willowcrest, a landslide had destroyed many city records, she had no idea where you ended up. The church had surprisingly stayed intact, undamaged. Wanda swore she would stay by your side as long as you wanted her.

When the sun peeked over the horizon, Wanda smiled at the way your skin glimmered in the sunlight. It lasted just for a few minutes, she guessed it had something to do with the light being the very first rays of light of the day. It wasn’t long after that that you stirred awake, a smile immediately gracing your features when Wanda ran her hands over your hair. 

You and Wanda had a pleasant morning together. She allowed you to wake up slowly as the sun rose higher into the sky. She took you to a cozy little cafe not too far from the hotel, she said they had the best breakfast sandwiches in town. You wondered how she knew. She said you spend too much time reading vampire romance novels, then explained vampires eat normal food too, blood just sustains them better. Throughout the morning Wanda was preoccupied checking her phone, getting text message alerts every time she put the device down.

“Do you have somewhere you need to be?” You asked. “I’m a big girl, I can find something to do.”

“More like somewhere you need to be,” Wanda said, as you sent her a questioning look as you took another bite of your sandwich. “Remember how I told you you should talk to Melina last night? Apparently someone told her you’re a witch and now she wants to meet you.”

You put the sandwich down, your eyebrows scrunched together as you tried to piece things together. “Why does she need to meet me so urgently?”

“I don’t know, malysh,” You fought back a smile at Wanda’s old nickname for you, letting her take your hand from across the table. “You don’t have anything to worry about.”

“I’ll go meet her,” You said, before squeezing Wanda’s hand. “As long as you’re there.”

“I’ll be there as long as you want me.”

—

You held onto Wanda’s hand tightly as you walked into the large hall. There were several people lounging around the space, you recognized the blonde on the couch by the bookshelves. Her gaze flew over the rim of the book straight to you as you walked slightly behind Wanda towards the large double doors at the back wall of the room. 

Wanda’s hand gave yours a reassuring squeeze, making you look at her face as she looked back at you. Wanda looked so comfortable in the space and around the people who lived here. Seeing her like this made you happy, as it was a sharp contrast to the girl who used to shy away in a crowd all those years ago. You, on the other hand, could feel all the unfamiliar gazes on you. They knew you were different, it made you hold your breath as you finally reached the door.

“Wanda,” She turned to you before she could push the door open. “I’m nervous.”

Wanda smiled, cupping your face and pulling you in for a small, sweet kiss on your cheek. “You have nothing to worry about, love.”

You took a deep breath before sending Wanda a small nod, letting her push the heavy doors open. The doors opened to reveal a large room with high ceilings, the back wall had large windows overlooking the garden behind the hotel and forest beyond the garden. A large desk was placed in front of the windows, with old books and maps littered over the top. The chair faced away from you, where you assumed Melina was sitting. Large bookshelves covered the walls on either side of you, and although the room was meant to be a cozy space, you couldn’t feel colder. 

“Melina,” Wanda said, prompting the older woman sitting on the chair to swivel around to face you. Her features were soft and seemed almost gentle for someone who exuded such a powerful energy. A smile appeared on her face, and you couldn’t help but feel a bit more comfortable. 

“Wanda, lovely to see you,” Her voice filled the quiet room. You could identify a hint of a Russian accent as she spoke, only intriguing you even more. “This must be your old witch friend.”

“She’s an old friend, who’s a witch,” Wanda corrected, pulling you to stand next to her instead of half behind her. 

“I’m Y/N,” You said. “It’s nice to meet you, Melina.”

“Welcome back to Willowcrest, Y/N,” She motioned for you to take a seat in front of her desk. As you stepped forward your eyes landed on the open book on her desk. You recognized the writing. It was witchcraft. “I believe you’ve met my daughter Natasha,” She motioned to the corner of the room where Natasha looked through the bookshelf before turning to face you. She nodded, sending you a small wink before turning back to her work. “My other daughter Yelena was out in the hall, I’m sure Wanda will introduce the two of you in due time.”

You looked up at Wanda to see her looking at her shoes, giving you the impression Yelena was the blonde from the lobby. As your eyes continued to scan the pages, you started getting a gut feeling you weren’t gonna like what Melina wanted to talk to you about. 

“What can I do for you?” You asked, eyes moving from the pages to her face. 

“Y/N—”

“It’s okay, Wanda,” Melina put her hand up, stopping Wanda. Natasha approached the table, handing Melina a small, older looking book. Melina flipped through the pages before finding what she was looking for and turning the book towards you. “Are you familiar with the Blood Moon Prophecy?”

“Um,” You took the book from her hands, scanning the pages. You didn’t recognize the language, however you recognized some of the emblems and symbols on the page. “I’m not, no.”

“The prophecy says that in the event of a Blood Moon the only of their kind can find a way to the Blood Chalice, which can grant those who drink from it, the power of life.” Your eyebrows scrunched, examining the page closely. Your fingers glowed purple as you ran it over the page, attempting to translate the words on the page to no avail. “The book is protected by an ancient spell, it can’t be tampered with.”

“This chalice sounds dangerous, Melina,” You said, closing the book and placing it in front of you. “Why do you need it?”

“I want to bring the love of my life back to life,” She said, looking forlornly at Natasha, who had looked back at her at her confession. “He was killed several years ago, and I haven’t felt safe enough to leave the hotel ever since.”

“I’m so sorry for your loss,” You shuffled in your seat, not feeling right about any of this. “But messing with the universe’s balance is complicated and dangerous. Besides, I’m not the only one of my kind, there are plenty of other witches out there.”

“When was the last time you saw one?” She asked, taking you by surprise. You’ve always been alone, and it had been a long time since you saw another witch but that doesn’t mean there aren’t anymore around. “A nature witch?”

You opened your mouth to answer, but truthfully, the last nature witch you met was Dorothea. “It still sounds like it should be left alone.”

“So you don’t want to save your kind?” She asked. You felt like the air froze as you looked at her wide eyed. Wanda placed her hand on your shoulder, giving you a reassuring squeeze. “You can use the chalice to create more nature witches. Your creator is the one who hid the chalice, I believe you’re the one that can find it.”

“Dorothea?” You definitely felt like this Chalice should be left alone now. “I don’t remember her using a Chalice to create me.”

“You don’t think she wiped your memory?” Melina asked, taking a drink of the dark red liquid in the wine glass. Her eyes flickered to Natasha standing behind you before flicking back to you, her dark brown eyes turning completely black at the taste of blood.

“You’re not making the case you think you are, Melina,” Wanda’s head turned towards you in disbelief. You held no loyalty to this person. You were grateful she took Wanda in and gave her a family, but that had nothing to do with you. “If Dorothea wiped the Chalice from my memory, I trust that it was for a good reason.”

“Or a selfish one,” She replied. Your jaw clenched. 

“This isn’t very convincing.”

“Y/N,” Natasha said, making you turn to her. Her eyes were still surprisingly green even at such close proximity to blood. You could even smell it. “I know we want the Chalice to help bring back Alexei, but think about it, if we know where it is, we can keep it safe, you can help keep it safe.”

The more she talked, it felt like things started to get more complicated in your mind. Their side started to make sense, things became hazier. All they wanted was to bring a loved one back, a single person. That didn’t seem so bad, then you could either put it back where it was or keep it somewhere safe where you’d know where it is. Maybe Melina did have a point.

Wanda watched your exchange, knowing Natasha had a certain way of convincing people to get her way. She could almost see the wheels turning in your head. She didn’t want you to make a decision you would regret later. 

“Just think about it, Y/N,” Wanda broke your gaze with Natasha, making your head turn to her. “You don’t have to make any decisions right now.”

Melina’s jaw clenched as she stared at Wanda, Natasha’s eyes also focused on the brunette. You shook your head, feeling like a fog had been cleared. 

“I’ll think about it, Melina,” You turned to Melina and gave her a sympathetic smile. “I’ll let you know when I make a decision.”

Her hard expression quickly morphed into a forced smile towards you, before she nodded. “You do that then, I’ll be awaiting your decision.”

The sound of the chair scraping against the floor filled the suddenly tension filled room. You sent Natasha a quick glance before looking at Wanda behind her. You walked past the two women towards the door, Wanda starting to turn to follow your lead.

“Wanda,” Melina said, making the brunette freeze in her tracks. “Stay a second.”

“I’ll meet you outside,” You told Wanda, desperately needing a breath of fresh air. You almost broke into a sprint the second you walked past the large doors to Melina’s office. You made your way to the back of the hotel, past the garden at the edge of the woods, out of sight from the window in Melina’s office. 

You took a deep breath, leaning against a tall pine tree in an attempt to calm your nerves. Now that you’d left the room, you’d noticed just how intense the energy inside felt. The sound of a stick breaking far into the woods startled you, making your head turn to the side. Sometimes you felt like nature whispered the things you needed to know right into your ear. Someone was in there.

As you walked further into the woods, you felt goosebumps emerge all over your body, there was an unknown energy present. Shivers went down your spine the more you walked, starting to see streaks of a deeper purple than you were used to on the ground, glowing in the direction you were heading. 

As you approached a clearing, you could make out the shape of someone levitating a few feet from the ground in a sitting position. You watched as she performed what you could only guess to be an energy spell, sucking up the forest’s energy to balance out her own. It was a common practice among witches of your kind, but you could tell she was different. You hid behind a tree while you watched her descend, then stand up, dusting off her cloak from the now dry grass below her.

“You can come say hi, honey, I don’t bite,” She said, her back facing you. You held your breath, how did she know you were there, you were as silent as possible. “I could feel you from a mile away.”

She turned in your direction, the tree in front of you crumbling away into dust. You took a few steps closer into the clearing, the witch smiling brightly at you. 

“I’m Agatha,” She said, her eyes starting to glow purple. “It’s nice to finally meet another witch.”

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[nats-firefly]

30 with wandanat pls!!!

Ooooooooooooooooo

30. “To you, I can admit that I’m just too soft for all of it.”

Warnings: exhaustion, hurt/comfort, fluff

send me a Taylor lyric prompt

It wasn’t uncommon for you to be tired and exhausted after a long day filled with classes and extracurriculars. Especially on your last year of university, things were starting to stress you out very quickly.

In this particular day however, you hadn’t gotten even a second to yourself. You had three long classes stuffed with meetings in between. You had to eat lunch while leading a meeting for the club you were president of. Not to mention the mountain of schoolwork that still awaited you when you got home. It was all too much.

You managed to send a couple of texts to your girlfriends who didn’t hesitate to tell you to come over to the compound, worried if they left you by yourself, you wouldn’t take the time to tend to your basic needs. Natasha said she would pick you up but a last minute meeting whisked both redheads away from you.

When you exited the elevator to their apartment floor, it was empty, the two still stuck at the meeting. Natasha sent Wanda a look across the table once she received a notification from Jarvis that you had arrived.

After the two made an excuse to slip out of the ridiculously long meeting that could’ve been an email, they hurried to get to you.

They found you curled up on the couch, silent tears sliding down your cheeks as everything inside you yelled at you to get work done but your body just simply couldn’t move. You were exhausted.

“Baby,” Wanda said, sitting next to you on the couch and using her power to easily slide you over so you could lay your head on her lap. Her fingers slid through your hair as Natasha’s hand rubbed up and down your back. “We’re here, my love.”

You felt your body slowly start relaxing under their touch, their presence immediately engulfing you in warmth. It made you cry harder. Wanda sent Natasha a worried glance, the older woman gave her a reassuring looking, taking your hand in hers.

“I can’t do it.” You buried your head against Wanda’s thigh, tears staining the fabric of her sweats. “I can’t do it all.”

Natasha tucked your hair behind your ear before swiping her thumb under your eyes, encouraging you to continue.

“All day, I didn’t get a single second to myself, without someone telling me to do something, or yelling at me about something that’s out of my control, I can’t take it anymore,” You hiccuped. “I’m just too soft for all of it.”

“Sweetheart,” Natasha’s soft voice reached your ears, bringing your attention down to her as you attempted to control your breathing. “You had an excruciatingly busy day, you are doing your very best, and you are doing an incredible job at it. Can you take a little bit of time to be here with us? Then we can help you figure out the rest.”

You nodded, looking up at Wanda whose eyes gave you a sense of serenity. “How about I make us dinner?”

“Can you make that one that I like?” You asked, Wanda was an incredible cook, and Sokovian food was quickly becoming one of your favorites.

“I know the one,” Wanda giggled. You sat up so Wanda could get up to go to the kitchen, before you were quickly pulled into Natasha’s embrace. Your head fit perfectly in the crook of her neck.

“I’m proud of you,” Natasha said, giving you a kiss on top of your head. You looked up at her, fresh tears flooding your vision. She leaned down, her soft lips connecting with yours. “It’s okay to be a little soft sometimes, but don’t forget how strong you are. You’ll dust yourself off, and hold your head up high. You know you’ve always got me and Wands right here with you.”

She gave you another quick kiss as you left your remaining tears roll down your cheeks. “I love you.”

“I love you too, baby.”

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[nats-firefly]

lost in your current like a priceless wine

part 2 of bent right to your wind | main masterlist

vampire!natasha romanoff x witch!reader x vampire!wanda maximoff

summary: old wounds are slashed open and new beginnings emerge

warnings: mentions of blood, nausea, neck kissing, tension, kinda angsty if you squint, still no smut but as always 18+ only

words: 3.5k | feedback is always welcome

The world spun around you as you exited the diner. You ran into the forest surrounding the small establishment. Everything was too confusing, too overwhelming. Your ears started ringing. You felt nauseous. It’s been years, centuries, what was she doing here? Was it even her?

It can’t be.

Your mind is playing tricks on you.

It can’t be her.

Your breath came out in short puffs, no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t breathe in enough before having to let it out. You walked past the dense trees, the tall shrubs and grass sticking to your pants and leaving small scratches on your skin.

Tears stung at your eyes the further in you went. Everywhere you looked was the same, everything blurred into one green blob. You weren’t sure where you were going anymore. You kept moving until you collapsed into a field.

In your rush to get away from the diner, you didn’t notice you were followed.

Wanda was just as shocked to see you. You felt different. She wasn’t even sure it was you at all. When you practically ran out of the small diner she had to make sure you were safe. She needed you to be okay. She followed you into the forest, keeping her distance so as to not scare you even more.

Her undead heart beat loudly in her chest, her palms felt clammy. She thought about this so many times after she left you. She thought about what she would do or say if she ever saw you again.

She expected you to look much older, to have had a beautiful family. To have found peace with the future you dreamt of having one day. She didn’t expect you to be frozen in time like her. After centuries of being apart she didn’t expect to see you look the same way she left you.

Wanda couldn’t believe her eyes.

When you collapsed into the field, Wanda paused. She could see the small scratches on your skin and didn’t want to scare you with her reaction. So she paced around the clearing to the other side, keeping her eye on you as you turned onto your back and attempted to catch your breath.

You looked at the sky, watching as gray clouds were slowly drifting into town. You slowed your breath, running your fingers over the smooth grass. You let tears fall down the side of your face into the ground. It was too much. It was all too much.

As your heartbeat returned to normal, you felt the ground almost vibrating under you. You looked down to find purple streaks of light stemming from your hands into the ground. The boulders around you sported faint but noticeable glowing purple specks.

There had to be something going on with your powers. Maybe it was the proximity of the blood moon and where you were, with your heightened emotions it only makes sense they’d be a little out of control.

You stood up slowly, making sure your head wouldn’t start spinning again. Your hand left a streak of dirt on your cheek as you wiped under your eye before you examined the rock face close up. It really did seem some of the small crystals making up the rock were reacting to your presence, the ones closest to you glowing brighter than the ones farther away.

Just as you were getting lost in your surroundings, the reason you ended up in the clearing made itself known once more.

“Y/N?” You froze. Her voice brought a fresh wave of tears to your eyes. You never thought you’d hear her call your name again. You took a deep breath before turning around to face her. Her eyes widened as you made eye contact, before her gaze fell to your glowing hands. She took a small step back. “It’s okay, I’m not gonna hurt you.”

“Oh,” You looked down at your hands, clenching them into fists before relaxing again. You wiped your palms against the sides of your pants, as if you could clean them from your own powers. It worked. “Sorry.”

The two of you were at a loss for words. You didn’t know whether to walk towards her or stay glued to your spot. You looked at Wanda. Noticed her pale skin, her full lips, her perfect posture. She still looked like Wanda. You looked into her eyes, she was staring right back at you, studying your movements.

Your breath hitched.

They were still the same. She was still the same.

You took a step forward.

“W-Wanda?” Your voice cracked. Her eyes snapped to yours. She nodded slowly. Your lower lip trembled. It took everything in Wanda to stay put, to not rush across the clearing to you. “How?”

You knew how, part of you needed her to tell you. Wanda struggled to find her words. She instead chose to show you her fangs. She could smell your unusually sweet scent from the cuts in your arms. She was worried her eyes would turn black if she came any closer. You took a step forward, she slowly started moving.

You circled each other, taking the other one in with every step you took. You never thought you’d see her again. You never thought you’d have your Wanda back. Especially after so much time.

Wanda wanted to cry. Her eyes stung with unshed tears. She watched you inch closer to her as she subconsciously mirrored your actions. You looked just as soft and warm as the day she left you in your bedroom that stormy night.

Wanda knew she wasn’t supposed to be there. Her throat burned from thirst and her hair stuck to her skin. The cold temperature didn’t bother her anymore as she stood outside your balcony, watching you twist and turn between your sheets. The candle by your bedside was dangerously close to going out, having burnt all the way down to the bottom. The dim light was no trouble for Wanda’s newly enhanced vision, she could see the smallest detail on your face from where she stood in the rain.

When the candle finally went out, Wanda had the courage to sneak in. She stood at a distance at first, not wanting to get any part of your room wet. But when your body started shaking with unconscious sobs she let herself crouch down next to you. Her cold fingertips wiped ever so slightly under your eyes, cheeks stained with your tears. Her unexpected touch startled you, your eyes shot open.

Even in the darkness, you could make out Wanda’s silhouette. “Wanda?”

“You’re gonna be okay,” She took your hand. Her cold temperature worried you. It made her death feel more real. “Listen to me, okay,” Wanda didn’t realize she was crying too. “You’re gonna be just fine.”

“No,” You cried, you held onto her for dear life. “All I want is you.”

Wanda leaned in, resting her forehead against yours. Your soft voice filled the space between you. “All I’ve ever wanted was you.”

A sob shook Wanda’s body, her hand went up to cup your face, bringing your lips closer together, your noses brushing against the other. “I’m gonna miss you.”

“No,” You cried, holding onto her wrists, trying to keep her with you. “Please don’t leave me again.”

Wanda leaned in. Your lips melted together despite how cold she was. You held her face. Your tears mixed with hers. As Wanda started pulling away, you tried holding on tighter. You were no match to her strength in your weakened state.

“I love you,” She said, giving you another quick kiss. “I have to go.”

“Wanda no,” You sobbed. With a flash of lighting she was gone. Every trace of her.

You convinced yourself you were dreaming that night. Despite the puddles of rainwater in your room or your wet sheets. It had to have been a dream. You couldn’t understand how she was standing right in front of you now. You couldn’t understand why or how she didn’t check on you again. It brought a fresh wave of hot, angry tears to the surface.

Wanda cupped your face. Her cold, delicate fingers wiped the new tears rolling down your cheeks. Her touch soothed your burning pain. “I miss you.”

“I miss you too,” She whispered between you, shedding her own tears. When you looked back up at her you could see it hurt her just the same.

“Why didn’t you come back?” You asked, your bottom lip trembling while you fought off another round of tears.

“I didn’t want to hurt you,” She said, tucking a stray piece of your hair behind your ear. “I had already caused you so much pain that one night, I didn’t want to hurt you even more because I couldn’t stay.”

You looked up at her with a small gasp. “It wasn’t a dream?”

“No,” She shook her head, resting her forehead against yours just like she did in the past. “I was there.”

One of her hands rested on your waist while the other stayed gently on your cheek. “I can’t believe you’re here.”

Wanda pulled you into a hug, her head nestled in the crook of your neck. “I thought I’d never see you again.”

The two of you laid in the clearing, watching as the sky changed while you caught up to the best of your abilities. “Where have you been this whole time?”

“Oh I’ve been moving around for a long time,” You looked at her with a silly smile on your face.

“How did we not run into each other?” You asked, she chuckled.

“It’s a big world,” She said, her hand found yours in the grass, you could feel her finger drawing patterns on your skin.

“When did you come back?” You asked, rolling onto your side so you could face her.

“A few decades ago,” She said, you raised your eyebrows.

“Decades?” You asked.

“The town is small, and if you keep to yourself no one really notices,” She said, not meeting your eyes. “There’s a big coven, it’s more like a family of vampires that live in the hotel. I met a few of them in Europe and I’ve been with them ever since.”

“Oh,” You were glad she found herself a family, but you couldn’t help the pang of jealousy you felt. You looked back up at her, your hand cupped her jaw and your thumb ran over her cheekbone. Her skin glistened in an unnatural way in the sunlight. “How did this happen? I saw you in your casket.”

“The change took a few days,” She answered. “When I was dying, the doctor was the one that changed me.”

“He bit you?” You asked.

“You’re a witch, you should know better,” She says, making you laugh. “He gave me his blood. Said it was a new medicine. I drank it. I died. I came back.”

You hummed, looking back up at the sky. The blue sky was almost completely replaced by the heavy rain clouds. “What about you?”

“Well,” You said. “After you died I went to church a lot. An ancient witch called Dorothea watched me go every day to pray for you. She felt I was powerful, she taught me.”

“Where is she now?” Wanda asked, watching as your eyes glossed over before you turned back to her.

“Witches have the ability to decide when our time on Earth is over,” You explained. “It’s thought that we come from the earth and must return to it, so when it’s time, we can decide to continue aging and return to the Earth from which we rose. Dorothea passed a couple centuries ago. She taught me everything I know.”

Wanda leaned over and kissed your cheek. Part of her still couldn’t believe you were there. “I’m sorry for your loss.”

“There’s nothing to be sorry for,” You said, running your hands over the grass, taking a deep breath. “She rests in power.”

You and Wanda enjoy the comfortable silence between you before your stomach growled once again. “Let’s go back to the diner, you need something to eat.”

“What about y-” You stopped yourself before you could finish your sentence. “Nevermind.”

It was surprisingly easy sharing a meal with Wanda. It felt like you were back in your 20s, sharing laughs and looks over dinner. You still couldn’t believe she was right there with you. It felt like a fever dream.

“Tell me more about your family,” You said, taking a bite out of your burger.

“They’re cool,” She said, leaning back into the plush cushion on the back of the seat. “There’s a lot of us, but I think the main person I should tell you about is Melina. She’s the head of the family. She’s really nice, I mean, she let me stay with them with like a week’s notice so.”

You chuckled, taking a sip of your drink. Wanda continued talking about some other key members of the family. You enjoyed seeing her face light up as she told you silly stories about her time with her family. “I’m glad you found them, I’d hate to think you were alone all those years.”

Wanda looked down, she didn’t like that she’d left you alone for so long. You frowned, taking Wanda’s hand over the table. Even though her skin felt cold, her touch brought a long forgotten warmth to your heart. She looked back up at you, squeezing your hand. You wiped your mouth with a napkin with your other hand.

Wanda’s eyes stayed on you as her thumb ran circles on the back of your palm. She motioned for the waitress to bring the check, and gave her her card before you could even rummage through your bag.

“You didn’t have to do that,” You said as the two of you slid out of the booth. Wanda intertwined her fingers with yours as she led you out of the restaurant. Your stomach fluttered with butterflies.

“I have centuries to make up for,” She said. “At least there’s one upside to having waited all those years.”

She stopped you on the sidewalk, turning to put her hands on your waist as you looked up at her smiling. “And what’s that?”

She tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear. “I can do this in plain sight.”

Wanda’s lips touched yours slowly, her grip tightened on your waist as she pulled you closer. You smiled against her lips. Wanda’s lips tasted sweet like honey. When she pulled away your eyes fluttered open. You felt like you were in a haze.

“It only took you three hundred years,” You joked. Wanda smiled, rolling her eyes.

The sun was setting as you got back to the hotel. Wanda stiffened as you walked through the doors, you tried to not feel hurt when she dropped your hand. You frowned up at her, her eyes were glued to a blonde across the lobby.

“I’ll see you later?” She asked, turning to you, her tone rushed. It felt like the bubble you were in popped.

“Um,” You were confused. “I guess.”

“I’ll find you,” She said, stopping herself from kissing you on the cheek. You noticed. It surprised you how much it hurt. You nodded, swallowing the lump in your throat.

As the doors of the elevator closed, you watched the blonde from earlier sling her arm around Wanda. The doors closed just as Wanda made eye contact with you.

You sighed as you walked down the hallway to your room, rummaging through your bag for the keycard.

“Hey stranger,” You jumped at the smooth voice, clutching your chest once you saw Natasha waiting outside your door.

“You scared me,” You laughed. “What are you doing waiting outside my room, I don’t remember giving you my room number.”

“I’m just a really good guesser,” She said matter of factly, you narrowed your eyes at her. “My family owns part of the hotel, I have my ways.”

You smirked at her, leaning against the opposite wall. “Well, can I do anything for you tonight, Natasha?”

“You can call me Nat,” She said, leaning closer to you. “You didn’t answer any of my texts so I assumed you didn’t wanna go on a tour of the town anymore.”

“Fuck, I completely forgot, I’m sorry,” You said. And she was right. You were too tired to go.

“So…” She continued, showing you the bottle of wine she was holding. “I got some wine and a killer place to see the stars on the roof.”

“It’s cloudy,” You answered with a smile on your face.

“I’m sure it’ll clear up,” She said, almost trapping you between her and the wall.You stood up off the wall, letting Natasha take hold of your hand and lead you down the hallway.

“Do you take all the girls you meet to the roof?” You asked teasingly, Natasha smirked at you when you filed into the stairwell.

“Only the pretty ones,” She teased back, you scoffed in response. Natasha pulled out a key to a door one more flight of stairs above the top floor, leading you to a rooftop patio. It was cozy, with a firepit in the middle surrounded by plush chairs and small loveseats.

You sat back onto the plush pillows laid on the loveseat, making yourself comfortable while Natasha poured the two of you some wine. You leaned your head back, noticing the sky had, in fact, already cleared up.

Natasha handed you your glass as she leaned back next to you. You settled into a comfortable silence, the two of you looking up at the stars. The redhead turned her head to look at you, noticing you seemed to be in your head.

“What’s up?” She asked, nudging your shoulder. You turned your head to look at her.

“Are you a vampire, too?” You avoided her question and watched as her eyes widened ever so slightly. Natasha was caught off guard by the question, her eyes shifted to the easy smirk on your face.

“Are you?” She relaxed against the seat once again, bringing the wine glass to her lips. You leaned forward to grab yours, watching as Natasha watched the small purple flame emerge from your fingers and set the fire pit in front of you alight. She smirked her mouth slightly agape in wonder as she watched the fire change from a purplish color to regular flames.

“I used to live here a long time ago,” You told her, wrapping your jacket tighter around your body and shifting closer to the fire. Natasha reached behind you, offering you a blanket from the back of the seat.

“I’m not gonna be much help,” You both laughed as you draped the blanket over your legs. “How old are you?”

“Twenty four,” You said, sheepishly taking a sip of your wine as Natasha rolled her eyes at your antics. “Plus three hundred-ish years.”

“You don’t look a day over 22,” Natasha said, leaning closer to you. It was your turn to roll your eyes. The redhead laughed, you couldn’t help but join her. Her laugh was light, and warm. Captivating. It drew you in.

“How old are you?” You asked, turning to face her with your feet tucked under you. “Wait let me guess.”

Your eyes glowed as you looked into her, trying to see if you could read her. You didn’t get very far until Natasha interrupted you. She stood up and leaned over you. “What did you just do?”

“I read you,” You answered. Natasha looked rattled, she felt like her privacy had been violated. As you looked into her eyes you felt a weightlessness drift into your bones, your mind went blank and all you could focus on was Natasha’s green eyes.

“Tell me what you saw,” Her voice was vulnerable, almost as if she was afraid of the answer.

“Um,” You answered, trying to put your thoughts back together. “Two twenty five,” Her eyes were so captivating even in the dim light of the night. “That’s- um- that’s how old you are.”

You couldn’t help the way your eyes drifted to her lips, feeling a magnetic pull towards her. Natasha leaned down, her delicate touch tilting your chin up towards her. Natasha leaned in, lips connecting to the corner of your mouth, slowly leaving a trail of kisses down your throat. You felt her hesitate over your pulse point.

Natasha could practically taste you. She wanted to. Your scent drove her insane, she knew you’d taste so sweet. And you were so close. She felt you release a breath, bringing her back to the moment. In due time. Right as she was going to pull away you held onto her arm, stopping her movements, you weren’t ready for her to pull away yet. You turned your head towards her.

“What are you doing to me?” You whispered, barely above your breath. So quiet you weren’t even sure you heard it. Natasha smirked when she noticed the goosebumps on your skin. You reached up to her face. She enjoyed the warmth your hand brought.

You held your breath.

She leaned forward.

Your lips touched.

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You cupped Wanda’s chin, tilting her head up to look at you and making her cheeks flush even redder at your direct eye contact. “Do you wanna learn how to fuck Mommy just the way she likes?”

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