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#c: mommy!wanda
alexawynters · 4 months
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Masterlist - ish?
Trying my hand at writing for the first time in like.. a decade and a half.
I see other people create master lists for the sake of simplicity so I'm going to try to do that here? Not super familiar with Tumblr beyond reading other people's fanfiction and reblogging them.
This may seem obvious but minors, DNI. There be inappropriate content here for you.
Who I write for: Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Current stories in progress:
Series
Scarlet Whispers p1 t.; pt2.; pt 3.; pt 4.; pt 5.; pt 6.; pt 7; pt 8.; pt 9; pt 10; pt 11; pt 12;
Oneshots and Blurbs
Mommy Knows Best
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talatomaz · 2 years
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forever - au series overview
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➢ pairing: wanda maximoff x fem!reader
➢ summary: after losing your job, you’re lucky to find yourself working as wanda’s assistant. and when your boss decides to give you the one birthday gift you’d been dreaming of, you find yourself quickly wrapped up in a relationship with her. but you soon come to learn just exactly how you became employed by her in the first place...
➢ series warnings: 18+ only. dark wanda, dubcon, manipulation, power imbalance, mommy kink, innocence kink, choking, overstimulation, use of toys including a vibrator and a (cum-filled) strap on. jealousy/angst
➢ a/n: this is an 18+ series based on this fic. each part will have its own separate warnings. currently, there won’t be any chapters (this may change) but there’ll be various one-shots / drabbles - request ideas for this au are widely encouraged <3 reply to this post if you want to be added to the taglist!!
↳ one shots:
forever
count to three
↳ drabbles: unwind [coming soon]
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caroldantops · 1 year
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wanna be your victim, ready for abduction
ship: tentacle monster!wanda maximoff x reader
summary/request: mating season makes wanda moody. companion piece to infect me with your lovin’, fill me with your poison (not required, but recommended)
word count: 3.8k
warnings: dark themes and smut (18+ proceed with caution), dark dom wanda, dubcon, kidnapping, implied drugging and somno, noncon medfet, stockholm syndrome, pet play adjacent, forced intimacy, pet names (little one, pet, human), abuse, vaginal sex (reader receiving), tentacle sex, oviposition, pregnancy, breeding kink, size kink, praise kink
masterlist | monsterfucker celebration 2022 masterlist 
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A sharp rush of electricity across your skin wakes you violently from your unconscious state. Your body reacts on its own, jerking in the bounds you had no idea you were in. The distinct smell of a sterile hospital room fills your senses, and you start mentally taking stock of any signs of pain in your body. Was there an accident? Were you carried to an emergency room? Do hospitals usually secure you to operating tables like this?
Other than the dissipating shocks still tingling through your body and the disorientation that still has your vision blurred, everything feels normal. You blink a few times, trying to adjust your eyes in the harsh light from the lamp angled at your face.
The room comes into clearer focus, and you're even more confused than you were already. It looks more like a lab than a hospital room. The light blue of the tile floor shimmers under the fluorescent lights, almost iridescent, like one of those pretty jellyfish when their translucent skin catches the light peeking through the ocean waves. There's the faint imprint of what looks to be a high-tech door on the wall opposite you, beyond another table similar to the one you're strapped to. You suppose the keypad next to the faint outline of the door is what slides it open. Next to you is a table with various medical tools. Scalpels, gloves, forceps. The one on the very end makes your eyebrows knit together in confusion.
What could be happening to you that warranted use of a speculum?
"Hello?" Your voice is raspy. Suddenly, you're made incredibly aware of how dry your mouth is. You wiggle in your bounds again. This time, they feel looser - perhaps from your sudden struggling earlier. You're able to squeeze your wrists out of the cuffs, which leave angry red marks where they dug into your skin. You rub them, pouting.
Nobody responds. You sit up on the table so that you can reach down and uncuff your ankles. The cuffs unbuckle easily, and you slide off of the table after that, looking to the other side of the room where you couldn't see before. There's a door on that wall too, with a matching keypad. You steady yourself, still feeling a little weak, before going over to that door. The keypad is a touchscreen. It lights up green as you tap it, but the text that appears is nothing that you can decipher, no language you've ever seen before. After aimlessly tapping to different screens, none of which you can read, the door shockingly slides open with an eerie silence.
You don't even get a chance to react before you're shoved to the ground by something - far too hefty to be a person pushing you down. The tile floor that you were admiring earlier does not offer you a soft landing, and you groan as you push yourself upwards. Your efforts are stopped dead in their tracks by your limbs being pinned to the floor.
Above you, a woman comes into view. Her wild mane of hair frames her stunningly beautiful face, her eyes piercing through you like daggers. For a moment, a wave of calm almost rushes over you at the sight of her. You're not sure why, really. Perhaps just your brain trying to cling to any semblance of hope that was torn away the second you realized that this was not a hospital.
Your eyes trail down her body, widening as they reach the bottom of her torso. Jutting out from her are what can only be described as dark tentacles, thicker and without suctions like octopi have, but tentacles nonetheless. A quick glance at your limbs makes you realize that they are what shoved you down and are pinning you to the ground. You tug at them experimentally, before they're slammed back down.
"You're not very smart, are you?" The woman says to you, tilting her head with slight amusement at the fact that you're still attempting to escape.
"Who the hell are you?" You try to sound intimidating, but you're sure that no matter your efforts, it's useless.
"Does it matter?" You don't know how to answer that. She watches your chest heave from the attempts at wiggling free, which somehow you're still trying. It's cute, seeing you struggle like this. She takes a single ounce of pity on you. "Wanda."
"Great, so what the fuck am I doing here, Wanda? And what the fuck are you?"
Apparently, you've pushed your luck too far, because one of Wanda's tentacles loops up and around your throat, giving you a warning squeeze. She lifts you from the floor, not even sparing you a glance or acknowledging your legs flailing as she carries you back to the table you woke up on.
"Put me do-ow..." The words get choked out of you as she squeezes your throat tighter. Wanda's eyes narrow as you continue to thrash in her grasp. She only lets up and releases her chokehold on you when your body is forced to stop struggling to preserve the little air she allows you. You cough, already dry throat desperate for any sort of relief.
"You're very lucky that you're only useful to me alive," Wanda states, tentacles finally unraveling from your arms. You don't even get the chance to protest or ask what that means - not that your voice would allow it in this state - before you see one of her tentacles spurt out a foggy red mist over your face, and your vision fades to black once again.
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The smell of something cooking greets you as you finally come to. Your entire body feels sore, particularly between your legs. You remember the speculum on the medical table and wince. The chill of the room makes you suddenly very aware of your naked body. A few bruises litter your skin. You prod at one on your thigh, hissing at the pain.
Thin metal bars surround you, and you realize that you're in an oversized dog kennel. Wiggling your fingers through the crate, you try to find the latch on the outside, but it's got a blocky device on it that has the same keypad as the laboratory doors did. You huff and grab the soft blanket that’s crumpled up in the corner and wrap it around yourself.
The crate appears to be set up in the corner of a very quaint looking kitchen. That explains the smell. Two women’s voices fill the room. One is Wanda. The angle you’re at doesn’t allow you to fully see her face, but you can just barely make out her hair on the other side of the kitchen island. Sitting on a barstool on the island is a dark haired woman, dressed in a neat purple sweater.
"If you don't expose your human to your true form, do you not think they'll be afraid of you when the time comes?" Wanda asks the other woman, who snorts in response. “What? It’s a fair question, Agatha.”
“Oh, hon,” the woman, Agatha, laughs. “I know this is your first abduction, but you don’t have to act like it. Fun fact, humans tend to soften up more towards other humans versus hideous eldritch beings.”
"So?” Wanda huffs, stirring the pot on the stove that’s giving off the delicious smell. She doesn’t look nearly as scary anymore, tentacles tucked away elsewhere, wearing a long cardigan and mom jeans. For a “hideous eldritch being”, she’s rather adorable.
“You have stacks and stacks of trashy human romance novels on your shelves,” Agatha scoffs. “I shouldn’t have to explain why being nice to the creature you want to mate with is more helpful to you in the long run. Though, guess you always have preferred more instant gratification.”
The word mate rings in your ears. Is that why Wanda took you - to be some vessel for a freaky alien species?
Frantically, you try to mess with the keypad, only for it to flash red symbols at you. Even though you don’t speak the language, you know that means you’re not freeing yourself.
“You roll your eyes at me saying ‘you catch more flies with honey’, but I’ll have you know that my human never tried to escape from a kennel,” Agatha says, without even looking over at you. You freeze. Wanda whips around from the stove, looking much more like the terrifying monster she was earlier.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Wanda says through grit teeth, marching over to your cage.
“Nothing,” you lie. She narrows her eyes. Agatha is silently sipping her tea in the background, watching the mental tug of war with great amusement. To both you and Agatha’s surprise, Wanda simply presses her thumb to the keypad and opens your cage, moving so that you can crawl out.
Still wary of Wanda, you slowly stand up, holding the blanket tighter around your body. Wanda opts to ignore you and go back to the stove, leaving you confused on what to do. You stand there dumbly as Agatha keeps talking to Wanda about her own “pet”. Wanda has her back to you again, and you consider running before you remember the way she so easily overpowered you before.
There’s an empty stool next to Agatha. You tentatively go to sit in it, but just as you touch the seat, Agatha coughs and says, “Wanda, your pet is trying to get on the furniture.”
“Get down,” Wanda says firmly, shooting you a look over her shoulder.
“I want to sit down.”
“Then get on the fucking floor, human,” Wanda spits out the last word like it’s venom. She says it like there’s a hierarchy present, and she’s clearly the apex predator with you beneath her. The bit of self-preservation left in you finally takes over, and you sink to the floor next to the stool. “So, you can listen. Now, crawl over here.”
Humiliation fills your body as you follow Wanda’s orders, crawling the other side of the kitchen island and sitting near Wanda’s feet. You refuse to look up at her, keeping your head ducked down, staring at the hardwood floor. Two bowls are set down in front of you. One is filled with water, the other is filled with what appears to be some kind of stew over rice. You look up at Wanda.
"For me?"
"Can't have you starving now, can I?" Wanda gives you the first smile you've seen from her. Your heart leaps a bit.
"Can I have a fork?"
Agatha finds this very funny for some reason. You shoot her a look, but it's not very intimidating from your position on the floor.
"No, little one. Pets eat on the floor," Wanda pats you on the head condescendingly. When you give her a grumpy look and nudge the bowl away from you in silent protest, her hand reaches out for your head again. Only this time, she tugs your head backwards by your hair, tight grip making you wince. Wanda gets close to your face, eyes intense. "You eat and drink from your bowls, or you don't get any food or water at all."
She releases you aggressively, causing you to topple a bit in your kneeling position. You almost want to call Wanda on her bluff, remembering the comment she made earlier about how she needed you alive. But, your dry mouth and growling stomach have other plans.
You duck down to lap at your water, and you're so thirsty you finish half the bowl in record time before moving on to your dinner. Really, you have no idea how Wanda, who must be some sort of extraterrestrial being, learned to cook human food, but once you taste it, you're certainly not complaining. Wanda and Agatha keep talking about Agatha's pet, ignoring you as you devour your meal.
When you finish, you look up at Wanda. You don't know why, maybe you're hoping for some sort of praise for doing what you've been told. Something to tell you that you've satisfied her for now. She rewards you with such, patting your head and wiping the rice that stuck to your face before slipping a thick collar around your neck.
"What's this for?" You ask, playing with the shiny tag that dangles from it.
"In case you forget who's in charge and try to escape," Wanda says plainly, patting you on your cheek.
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“Is all of this really necessary?”
“You ask a lot of questions,” Wanda doesn’t even look up from what she’s typing to answer you. This is the third time in the month you’ve been with her that she’s taken you down to the lab for a “check-up.” Whenever you ask about why she’s giving you full medical exams - and snarkily ask where she got her doctorate - she just shushes you and continues looking at your charts.
You assume it has to do with that comment Agatha made on your first night about mating, but even when you ask about that specifically, Wanda just ignores you and continues your exam.
“You don’t give a lot of answers,” you huff, swinging your legs so your heels hit the side of the bed. Wanda visibly scowls at the thumping noise. “Are you gonna steal my brains or take over the world or something?”
“Only if you keep annoying me.”
“So, that’s a yes.”
“Don’t worry about that, little one,” Wanda hums, finally abandoning the computer to cup your face. You’ve gotten used to her touching you by now, so you don’t squirm away like you often did in the first weeks. “You’ll get your answers very soon.”
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“Wanda, it hurts,” you sob. “Please.”
Your limbs are pinned tight, positioned spread eagle on the soft bed that you had just come around to getting comfortable napping in. Wanda’s tentacles twitch slightly around your wrists and ankles, and she hovers above you panting hard, eyes closed in a mix of pleasure and desperation. One tentacle is pushing its way roughly into your cunt, thicker than anything you’ve ever taken before. That doesn’t stop her though. You’re not sure anything would.
“Too bad,” Wanda grunts, tentacle thrusting deeper inside of you. “Don’t you want to be good for me?”
“Y-yes,” you admit. As pathetic as it is, Wanda’s praise has fueled you a lot through your time held captive. You fight back so much that it’s rare, but when she is soft with you, it fills you with warmth that you want to bask in all day. “I’ll be good.”
“Good,” Wanda moans, rewarding you with her fingers on your aching clit. You almost scream at the stimulation, everything too much for your fragile body to handle. A burst of fluids gushes into your cunt, and you assume that means that Wanda’s climaxed. “Good pet.”
Alien anatomy will remain a mystery to you, however, because Wanda just doubles up on her thrusts inside of you. The extra fluid lubricates you enough so that it doesn’t hurt as much, and your eyes roll back in your skull as your body finally succumbs to the pleasure of being stretched and filled.
You hate that you ache to touch Wanda. Maybe it’s just your raging hormones or the forced intimacy that you’ve come to enjoy as of late. You want to wrap your arms and legs around her and pull her body into yours. You crave being able to nuzzle into her skin, maybe even mark her neck like she does yours. But that’s not in the cards for you. At least not now.
You’ll win her over.
It’s not like you have a choice in being here, might as well try to make the most of it.
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"Stop that," Wanda scolds, one of her tentacles reaching out and bopping you on the head.
You ignore her, continuing to press your nose to the window, peering into Agatha's home beside yours. Agatha's pet is being tugged into her lap, and you gasp quietly to yourself as you realize that she's slipping a strap into them. "Human, what did I say?"
Wanda marches over to the window beside you, curiosity over what has you entranced overtaking her annoyance with you not listening. She shakes her head when she sees the scene you're watching.
"Little voyeur, are we?" Her hand runs through your hair as your breath catches. "You're lucky Agatha doesn't mind. I think she's actually been planning on this."
"Why don't you ever fuck me like that?"
"What?" Wanda's taken aback by your question.
"You always fuck me with these," you pat the tentacle that's slowly started wrapping around you. It squeezes around you as a warning, but you stupidly ignore it. "I've never even seen Agatha's tentacles."
"She's an idiot. She thinks that her pet won't resist if she waits to show her true form. Her pet will see soon enough.” The thought of the breeding period that the two women talk about still makes your stomach twist in knots. "I was kind and didn't deceive you. I showed you what I was right away."
"Kind is not how I'd put it," you grumble, moving away from the window. Regret immediately hits you as you're jerked back to the couch by Wanda's tentacles. She pins you to the cushions, closing the curtains with another tentacle so Agatha can’t catch a glimpse.
“I don’t appreciate how cocky you’re getting. Do you need a reminder of who you belong to?”
“How could I forget?” You try to avoid her gaze, but she grabs your jaw, forcing you to look into her eyes. It’s hard to tell what Wanda’s moods will be like. Sometimes, you’re able to push her buttons without much punishment. Other times, you’re almost immediately reprimanded for so much as being too slow responding. The drastic shift of moods is the worst part of everything. If Wanda was only cruel to you, you’d at least know to never step out of line, and it would be easier to deny how deeply attached you are to her. It’s almost like she enjoys giving you room to fuck up so she can break you in all over again.
“Would you rather be Agatha’s toy? Is that why you’ve been spying on her lately?”
“Maybe I should,” you growl.
“So, you like her better, huh? Is that it?”
“She’d be better than you! I hate you!” You cry. Wanda looks genuinely wounded by your words for a second, but it doesn’t last long. A tentacle is shoved past your lips, and you immediately gag on the appendage.
“You don’t,” Wanda says in a low voice. You swear you hear her voice crack. “I know you don’t. I see how you look at me. I feel you curl into my side at night. Hell, you were the one to ask to sleep next to me.”
You gurgle around her tentacle, tears streaking down your face. Wanda, overwhelmed by her own emotions, pulls back. You gasp for air, coughing a little. She cups your face, smearing your spit on your chin. Your eyes flutter shut at the comforting motion.
Always soothing the pain she causes.
“Say you love me.”
“Wan--”
“Say it. Say you love me.”
There’s a silent please left in the air. She’s desperate for it, you can hear it in her voice and see it in her watery eyes.
You could make her say it. You could hold that over her, if you wanted. But you take pity on her.
“I love you.”
Wanda knows you mean it. She doesn’t say anything back, just nods and pulls you close to her. You can hear her humming softly, something you’ve noticed she does when she’s upset. You crawl fully into her lap, sighing against her neck. She hesitates for a moment; but, as you settle she finally wraps her arms around you.
“Will you make that rice dinner tonight?”
“Of course, little one.”
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Agatha always teased Wanda about how her breeding period made her moody. You didn’t put much stock in it until you got to see for yourself how drastically Wanda’s demeanor shifted after her rut.
Even though you made fun of her for being kind and introducing her alien body early on, it made it much easier on you when Wanda went into a full frenzy one day, pinning you down to the bed and fucking you for hours until you were filled with gooey, wet eggs.
It was drastically different than the other times Wanda had taken you. She didn’t tie you down with her tentacles, but rather held you close to her chest in her arms, breathing heavily against your cheek where she kept pressing kisses and mumbling praises, telling you how good you were doing, how well you were taking her, how pretty you were going to look full of her brood.
Wanda even let you touch her, allowing you to mouth at her tits, tugging on her nipples as she thrusted deeper and deeper into you. After she stuffed you with her eggs, she didn’t let you get up for hours, grabbing anything you needed from the side table with her tentacles.
Since your stomach had become swollen with her, she hasn’t snapped at you once. She’s constantly doting over you, always asking if you need anything and insisting on doing things for you. Though you had long since broken past her pets belong on the floor rule, sometimes you still sat between her legs while you watched television out of habit. But now, Wanda forces you to sit on the couch, propping you up comfortably with plush pillows.
You’re not sure what normal pregnancy feels like in comparison to alien ones, but you assume that human babies don’t come with an occasional subtle glow in your stomach that your alien partner is fascinated with. Wanda’s always touching you now, hands rubbing over your tummy, feeling her eggs shift inside of you.
“You’re beautiful,” she says one day while you lay on the bed with her reading. You look down and see her staring at your stomach, fingers tracing over the subtle outline of the eggs.
“Me or your babies?” You laugh, scratching her scalp as she presses a kiss to your stomach.
“Both, but mainly you.” Wanda crawls further up the bed, meeting your lips in a deep kiss. You moan as she bites your lip, smirking against you. She pulls away, and you see a little sparkle of mischief that you’ve never seen in her eyes.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Nothing,” Wanda hums.
“Liar. Tell me.”
“Oh, I’m just thinking about how much I like you like this. Seeing you full of me.”
“Kinky,” you tease. Though, the statement makes your cheeks heat up with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. Her possession over you has shifted into pure devotion, and you were more than happy about that.
“Mhm. And as soon as these babies hatch…” Wanda presses a small kiss to your cheek and whispers against your skin, “I’m going to fill you up all over again.”
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wandasaura · 1 month
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𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒
༊*·˚ dom!wanda x soft dom!natasha x reader
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summary — when wanda and natasha decide to add a third party their marriage, they don’t expect to form a romantic connection with you. they especially don’t expect for you to hate wanda.
warning(s) — essentially a sugar baby dynamic to start, enemies to lovers with wanda, dom/sub dynamics, daddy kink, eventual mommy kink, shameless smut, aftercare, fluff galore. additional warnings are provided in each chapter. men/minors dni
au — wanda and natasha are ceo’s to the most successful law firm in the world because who could ever argue with them
PARTS — completed.
(1) the one you reached for [ 8.6k ]
(2) lovelorn and nobody knows [ 13.3k ]
(3) linger like a tattoo kiss [ 12.2k ]
(4) it was never mine [ 13.4 ]
ONESHOTS — parts will be added as written
(a) my face in a red flush [ 7.1k ]
(b) burning brighter than the sun [ 6.4k ]
(c) see what’s under that attitude [ 7.1k ]
(d) two people understand each other [ 5k ]
(e) too in love to think straight [ 7.4k ]
(f) love is a ruthless game [ 10.8k ] +
(g) the best thing thats ever been mine [ 7.2k ] +
(h) song in the car [ 5.5k ]
BLURBS — parts will be added as written
(i) end up dreaming instead of sleeping [ 1.2k ]
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Listen To Mommy
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Wanda X Reader 18+
Summary- Your Mommy teaches you a lesson after being a brat.
Warnings/Tags: Smut 18+ MDNI, Dom Wanda/Sub Reader, Blindfolds, Restraints, Edgeplay, Overstimulation, Mommy Kink, Multiple Orgasms, Choking, Dirty Talk, Rough Sex, Strap-ons, Sex Toys, Fingering, Praise
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Darkness.
All you could see was darkness.
A fabric was securely tied around your eyes, completely blocking your vision as you were left to wait what felt like minutes, hours, days for something to happen to you. Your hands were also tied together, trapped behind your back as you were left to kneel on the bed. Ragged breaths caused your chest to rise and fall as your ears tried to pick up on any sort of movement or sound. All you could do was continue to wait, the anticipation building causing your thighs to be slick with your arousal as your mind wandered to desired fantasies.
Wanda soon silently walked into the room, her steps impossible for you to hear as she walked around the bed to stand by your side. You were oblivious to her presence, your body in the position she asked you to be in making her smirk. Her gaze flickered over to the mirror placed against the wall opposite the bed to admire the sight of you. She could see your breasts moving with each breath, the way your thighs tried to subtly clench together, spreading even more of your arousal on them, the muscles in your arms strained as they were restrained behind you. Your mouth was trapped between your lips, your body begging to be touched as you waited patiently for her to do anything.
"Such a good girl," she purred at the shell of your ear, the sound making you jump at her presence. "If only you could see yourself right now," she taunted, her mouth nibbling on your earlobe before moving to trail kisses along your jaw and neck. You whimpered at the small touches, your body incredibly sensitive to her touch as your senses were heightened.
The bed shifted as Wanda climbed on, her body moving to kneel behind you making your breath hitch as her hard nipples brushed against your back. Her hands glided across your body, possessively wrapping around your hips to pull you close before slowly itching their way up to the underside of your breasts. "How desperate for me are you?" she whispered in your ear, her hands ghosting your breasts, teasingly gliding over your nipples. You whined at the touch and arched your back to chase her fingers but she simply held you still with her other arm. "Come on Detka, words for Mommy."
"So desperate," you couldn't even recognise your own voice, desperation and desire dripping from it as you squirmed in her hold. "Please," you sighed out, leaning your head back to meet her shoulders, "Please touch me."
A low chuckle sent a wave of heat down to your core as she pressed her fingers harder into your hip, the action making an involuntary moan escape you. "You're in no place to ask me to do anything Detka," she rasped out, biting down on your neck. "Are you going to listen to Mommy this time?" her hands moved down your body, resting on your thighs as her front pressed even more into your back. With her even closer, you could feel the strap on resting between her thighs.
"Yes Mommy," you whimpered, feeling her move her hips back and forth so the strap on rubbed against your core, sending waves of pleasure through you. Your hips tried to move along the plastic cock but her strong hands kept you still.
"You are not allowed to cum until I say so," she rasps out, biting down on your neck to mark what's hers. You feel her smirk into your skin, her teeth scraping at your neck while one hand squeezes your nipples, pinching and pulling them to drag out pathetic noises from you. Her other hand scratches down your abdomen, leaving red trails until she meets your core. Your breathing is shallow, the simple feeling of the tip of her nail against your clit making your hips buck. "Stay still for me Dekta," she murmurs, still littering your neck with more marks.
Unknown to you, Wanda is staring directly at the mirror, watching every part of your body react to her touch as she teases you. Your mouth parts to let out breathy sighs when her finger delicately circles your clit with featherlight pressure. The muscles in your arms twitch as you try and move them, unsuccessful due to the restraints only fuelling her hunger to take you.
"If only you could see how pretty you look for Mommy," she purrs, earning a pitiful whimper in response. "It's a shame really," her tone condescending as one hand tilts your head back further to rest on her shoulders so she can kiss your cheek and the corner of your mouth, "You won't be able to see as I ruin you, tears streaming down your face as you beg me to let you come over and over again." The noise that leaves you is sinful as you squeeze your eyes shut behind the blindfold, not that it would do much anyway. "Ah ah," she coos, stroking a finger along your jawline, "Shouldn't have been such a brat if you didn't want to be punished."
"Please Mommy," you whined, moving your head in search of her to try and get her to take pity on you, "I'm sorry, I'll be good. I promise." She merely chuckles at you, putting more pressure on your clit making you choke on your moan.
"Detka," her touch is soft as she caresses your face, "We haven't even started yet and you're begging." You groan at her words, in annoyance and frustration as her fingers leave your clit to travel back up your body. Her fingertips circle your nipples, teasingly ghosting across them making short breaths in anticipation escape you. Her touch gradually increases, soon tugging on your nipples and pinching them, moans pouring out of your mouth as she does so.
"Mommy," you moan as she gropes at your breast, her touch rougher now making your hips subtly try and move along the toy between her legs. She holds you still instantly and moves her hands away from you completely. You worry for a moment that she's left you but gasp when her fingers wrap around your throat, squeezing gently.
"I told you to stay still," she mumbles, eyes locked on your pussy in the mirror, your arousal glistening in the light.
"I'm sorry, I just need you so bad," you whimper and she lets you off this once with a warning, a hard squeeze to your throat making you groan quietly.
"Open," she commands and you listen, parting your lips for her so she can slide a finger into your mouth. You suck on her finger, coating it in your saliva like you know she wants and imagine what you must look like for her. You moan around her digit at the thought making her smirk as she reads your mind. You're reluctant to let her finger slide out of your mouth but don't say anything and you feel her hands return to your core. "So wet," her fingers easily slide through your folds, your breath hitching as she teasingly slips a finger in you before pulling out. She repeats the action a few times, occasionally travelling up to your clit to circle before moving back to your entrance.
Eventually, she slipped her entire finger into you, a broken moan leaving you that she muffles with her mouth. She started a leisurely pace of thrusting the digit into you, curling it at your g-spot to make your hips twitch but you restrained yourself from disobeying her anymore. Without warning, she slipped another finger into you and increased the pace, pumping them in and out of you at a merciless pace.
"Fuck," you moaned out, pressing your hips back into her as you felt your orgasm approaching. Her palm brushed your clit with every thrust, the coil in your stomach tightening as you neared the edge. "Please Mommy, Please," you begged, falling on deaf ears as she slowed her movements, leaving you to whine and whimper as your orgasm faded away. "No, no," the words spill desperately out of you as her hands soothingly caress the skin of your stomach, her breath tickling your neck as she laughs at you. "Mommy," the whine is pathetic as you feel tears prick at the corners of your eyes.
"What's wrong Detka?" her tone makes you whine even more, the evident teasing making you annoyed at yourself for being a brat and putting yourself in this position.
"I'm sorry," she hums against your shoulder, gently placing her lips against the bare skin as she places the strap on between your legs so it rubs along your folds again. You choke on your words as the tip of the toy brushes your clit, hips bucking at the action, "Please, I need you."
"You can beg all you want, love," her voice low as she guides your hips along the toy, pushing the base of the toy to brush against her clit. "But you know you deserve this, you want this. You want to be punished like the little slut you are." Her hips start a steady rhythm of grinding the toy against you, desperate pleas tumbling out of you as she moves you along it as well as thrusting her hips.
Soon enough, you're close to coming again, the constant friction of the toy along your soaked folds, teasingly touching your clit makes you delirious with pleasure.
"Mommy, please can I come?" she only chuckles in response at the state of your voice.
"Hold it," her voice leaves no room for debate so you clench your jaw, focussing on not letting your release take over you. You practically jump out of your skin when you feel her hand on your clit, circling it gently to make your hips twitch.
"I can't," you whimper out, the tears flowing down your cheeks, dampening the part of the blindfold they reached, "Please." You can't help the pitiful groan that leaves you when she pulls away from your body, hips and legs stuttering over nothing as frustration takes over you.
"Shhhh," she coos into your ear, stroking the expanse of your thighs as they quiver under her touch. "Mommy's got you," her words are comforting but it doesn't stop the unbearable feeling between your thighs.
When your body finally calms down from the denial, she works you up slowly again, hands gliding over all your sensitive spots while her mouth whispers dirty words at the shell of your ear. Wanda edged you another two times after that, taking the blindfold off after the last one to let you see your ruined state in the mirror; tear stained cheeks, marked skin and red hand prints when she had gripped onto your hips.
"So good for Mommy," her voice was soft as she teased the strap on at your entrance, your arousal coating the toy as well as parts of the sheet below. "Have you learnt your lesson?"
"Yes Mommy-" your cut off with a lewd moan as she thrusts the toy into you, back arching against her as your body trembles in her touch.
Carefully, she pushes your body forwards, your front pressed against the bed sheets as you look up at the mirror, watching her kneel behind you with her hands groping your reddened cheeks before smacking down. Her hips move backwards, pulling the toy out of you until only the tip remains before slamming back into you.
"Fuck," you moan as she starts a brutal pace of fucking you. You watch yourself in the mirror intensely, watching her pound you into submission as she snaps her hips forwards. Your mind is clouded with pleasure as you feel the toy hit spots you didn't even know existed, screams escaping you as you switch between burying your face into the sheets to muffle your moans and staring at Wanda through the reflection. "Please can I come?" you beg over and over again between ragged breaths.
"Come for Mommy," she husks out, panting above you while continuing to pump her hips into you. You tense immediately, letting the pleasure you have been desperately waiting for take over you and scream her name as you twitch under her. However, the relentless drilling of her hips doesn't stop and she moves her body to lay flush against yours, her arm wrapping around your neck and forcing your head to look at the mirror once again. "Look at you, all fucked out for Mommy," she taunts, driving you closer to a second orgasm already, "My little slut. My good girl."
A guttural noise escapes you as you come again, your eyes staring directly into her green through the reflection before they roll to the back of your head. You think she's going to ease up but she doesn't, she simply buries her face into your neck, panting as she drives the toy into you.
"I can't," you sob out in pleasure mixed with a little pain, the best feeling you've ever felt.
"Yes you can," she assures, placing soft kisses on the skin available, contrasting the rough movements of her hips. "Come one more time for Mommy," as if on cue, your body tenses a final time under her, liquid gushing out of you as you squirt around the toy, a string of moans echoing around the room as you twitch under her. Her hips soon still, comforting words leaving her lips that make you smile in your blissed out state.
"Wait," you whisper as she tries to pull out, "Stay in me a little longer." She smiles at your request, waiting for you to be ready to remove the toy.
She's patient with you as she takes care of you, eventually getting you out of the bed to put you in the bath to clean off while she quickly clears the dirty sheets, the large wet patch from your squirting making her smirk. Her touch is gentle while she dries you off, humming a Sokovian lullaby that has you relaxing even more in her grasp as she takes you to the clean bed. You practically melt into the mattress, ready to welcome sleep at any moment as she climbs in to join you.
"You did so well, Detka," she praises you constantly, murmuring sweet nothings as you drift off to sleep. "I love you."
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Mommy’s Sweet Girl
Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Word Count- 788
Summary- Wanda loves you more then she can convince. She also loves to be inside of your. Basically fluffy smut.
Warning- Smut, Minors this fic is not for you. Wanda has a penis, mommy kink, masturbation, soft mommy wanda.
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Wanda lowers your naked body gently onto the bed below you, internally moaning as she feels her hot skin slide over yours.
She watches you scoot up the bed, her eyes never leaving yours as you do so.
You pause in the center of the queen size bed, opening your legs teasingly, a mischievous glint in your eyes as you watch Wanda's attention dart between them and your slick heat.
You snake a hand down your stomach and bring it between your legs, staring challengingly into the witches eyes as you move your ring finger over your bundle of nerves.
Wanda watches your movements hungrily, the sight before her making her mouth water. You moan, your own ministrations between your legs and the fact that wanda is watching make you incredibly wet.
She’d honestly be content watching your pleasure yourself to the point of tears if it weren’t for the damn near painful hard on the sight gives her.
She could take care of it herself, wrapped her hand around her cock and make herself come watching as you do the same. But how could she when she had the best, most amazing and warm place to put her dick right in front of her.
There’s just something about being inside of you that makes Wanda melt. Something that would have her down on her knees if only it meant she could feel your slick heat even for just a moment.
So she crawls her way over to you, using each of her hands to pin your thighs down on the bed and effectively holding you open for her.
“Move your hand, baby.” She orders gently and you comply almost immediately, knowing full well what’ll happen next if you behave.
Wanda leans down to place a rewarding kiss to your lips. She kisses you lazily, as if she had all the time in the world just to kiss you. Her lips melt with yours in a way that tells you she loves you, that she needs you.
Wanda slips her tongue into your mouth and you moan, loving the feel and taste of her in your mouth.
The sound makes something in Wanda’s brain short circuit. She pulls back from you, her eyes wide and swimming in lust as she stares down at you.
You whine at the loss of contact, your arms looping loosely around her neck in an attempt to pull her back in. But Wanda doesn’t move. She doesn’t lean in to kiss you again.
She simply looks deep into your eyes and with as much love and sincerity as a person can offer whispers, “I can’t believe how lucky I am to get to love you.”
You can’t help but blush at her words, your heart melting in your chest as you lean up to kiss her in a way that pours every ounce of love you feel into her.
This time when Wanda pulls back and looks you in the eyes her love for you is still very much present but so is the unadulterated need she feels for you.
Without breaking eye contact she brings a hand down to line herself up with your dripping entrance.
She pushes her tip into you first, watching lovingly as your breath hitches and your eyes darken further in lust.
Wanda pushes in another small bit before moving her hand to your hip, holding the skin there as a tether to the earth, to you, as she starts to move her hips back and forth, each forward thrust pushing more and more of her cock inside of you.
The stretch is delicious, her caring, gentle nature bringing you more pleasure than you thought possible.
Wanda bottoms out inside of you, causing you to grip the sheets below you and moan out in desperation. “Mommy.”
Wanda stills, her hips stuttering for half a second before she picks her pace back up again. Her dick hardens further inside you causing you to whimper out.
She leans her forehead down against yours, her hips continuing their thrusts inside you as she whispers. “Oh my sweet girl.”
Wanda continues to pump herself into you, driving both of you so far into bliss you’re not sure you’ll ever come down.
When you come, your hands fisted into the sheets, your eyes closed and your head thrown back while whimpered moans of “mommy” and “oh god” passing your lips, Wanda watches you as if seeing something so ungodly beautiful.
You fall asleep in her arms, feeling spent and satisfied while Wanda watches your peacefully unconscious body with love in her eyes. She really and truly cannot believe how lucky she is to not only love you but to be loved by you.
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A/n- I am half asleep and this is not proof read but pls enjoy this unplanned and unedited wanda fic (Ps if it’s trash I blame my sick, sleep deprived brain)
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Little Girl Gone Chapter 3
Been a While Since My Head Was This Polluted
Mob Boss!Natasha x Mob Boss!Fem!Reader, Mommy!Wanda Maximoff x Mob Boss!Fem!Reader
Warnings: 18+ MDNI!, Starts with smut, some angst, and a lot of fluff. There are depictions of abuse (physical and s*xual) please read at your own caution, knife play, Dark!Daddy!Natasha, Nat has a dick, use of a whip, breeding, Nat doesn't give aftercare, Wanda does help with aftercare.
Word count: 3.3K
A/N: I normally don't write Nat like this, and it was actual hard given my own past, but in this story, Nat is the bad guy, unfortunately for her.
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Your knees ached as a harsh slap came across your face, a wet pop as her cock fell out of your mouth leaving you gaping and drooling. You stared up at her, eyes hazy and glossy. You’d allowed yourself to fall into subspace just so you didn’t have to think about it anymore.
“I know you can do better than that slut.” Natasha growls, gripping your cheeks and pulling you back onto her cock. She holds the back of your head still while she pounds against your face, gagging and choking on her member as she hits the back of your throat. Drool falling onto your tits and lap. A different wetness pooling between your legs. 
You hated Natasha and how she treated you, you truly did, but still your body reacted like this because she had trained it to do so. As much as you tried to stop it she still held this power over you. You could tell she was getting close and as your braced yourself to take her load down your throat she pulled out. Looking up at her once again she looked down at you with anger as she gripped your hair, not giving you a chance as she started to pull you by your hair to the bed. 
The sensation burned against your scalp as you stumbled and struggled to keep up with Natasha as she threw you against the bed. You heard the familiar sound of her knife making your eyes widen.
“N-Nat-“ Her knife against your throat in an instant. Eyes wide and cold looking insane as she stared at you.
“That’s not my name.” She pushed the knife further against your throat; terrifying you.
“Daddy! Daddy! I’m sorry!” The knife was pulled back slightly as she smiled down at you.
“Good slut.” She let the knife scrap against your skin, not enough to cut just enough to leave raised red lines across your skin. It’s not like she had never actually cut into you, because she had and you still look at the scars everyday. 
“D-Daddy...c-can we not use the k-knife?” your voice wavers and she stops a moment before letting the knife dig in ever so slightly making you yelp in pain.
“You aren’t supposed to be thinking big thoughts right now.” She pulls away, letting the knife fall while she goes off to grab something. When you looked you noticed exactly what she had pulled out; a whip. Fumbling back slightly at the memories of her using that on you. “Stomach. Now.” When you hesitate she flip's you herself sending down a harsh impact which would definitely leave its mark as will all subsequent hits as she grabs your hips, pulling you towards the edge of the bed so she can plow into you. 
As her hips move at a painful force, stretching you out painfully as she continued the assault on your back you cried out, tears streaming down your face. 
“S-sorry Daddy...m’sorry....please Dadddy!” You mumble out the only coherent thing you can manage as she continues until she’s grunting and moaning over you. The whipping has stopped only to be replaced with her much cooler body against your hot back feeling a bit of relief until her mouth starts biting into your skin, leaving their own marks as you scream out.
“Mmmm love hearing your screams baby girl and those tears of yours are more beautiful than ever. Fuck you’re gonna make Daddy cum. You’re gonna take all of it like a good girl right? Daddy’s gonna fill you up and breed that pretty pussy till it’s all full.” She growled in your ear, biting along your neck.
“Yes Daddy! Daddy!”Was all you could manage in hopes that once this was over it would be over as you felt her fill you up and groaning. It had been so long since you had felt that as Natasha pulled your face to kiss you roughly as she continued to cum inside of you, biting her bottom lip roughly, tugging as you tasted her blood in your mouth. Smirking as you pulled away from her. Her blood in your mouth and dribbling down your chin. She was pissed off until she saw that look on your face and it turned into one of her seeming almost impressed.
“Ready for round 2?” She smirked and your face paled. You should have known Natasha was never satisfied with one round.
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You managed to stumble into your room, not even really noticing Wanda until she was at your side. Her words didn’t register at first since aftercare wasn’t something Natasha didn’t care for you were still trying to pull yourself together. Wanda gently pulled your face to meet hers as she took in all the marks she could see and you took her in. 
“Y/N did Natasha do this to you? Did she hurt you?” Wanda’s words finally becoming clear to you. Words were hard right now as you took Wanda gently by just her pointer finger, tugging gently back to the bed. Moving the book she had been reading out of the way as you got onto the bed and so did she. 
You looked at Wanda for a moment looking into her eyes and she cupped your swollen cheek. “Did she hurt you because of me?” You shook your head. Pushing lightly on her shoulder until she laid back and you gently and carefully cuddled up against her side. You let out a shaky sigh of relief as you breathed in Wanda’s scent of vanilla. As careful as Wanda tried to be with holding you recognizing that you needed it in this moment though every touch hurt it did still bring you comfort as you closed your eyes. 
Wanda starts singing softly, a lullaby, you assume at least since she’s singing in Russian which you’d recognize anywhere now. You’d only ever been yelled at in Russian, but Wanda made the harsh words that had normally been thrown at you so soft, you could almost fall asleep like this.
Eventually as you slowly come out of subspace thanks to Wanda you tighten your grip on her, looking up at her and she gives you a soft smile,
“Hi...welcome back dorogoya.” You give a small smile back.
“I’m sorry about that...”Wanda shakes her head.
“No don’t none of that. Whatever it is that you did you did an amazing job Dorogoya. You needed to rest a bit and that is perfectly okay. I’m here for you. You saved me and my boys so the least I can do is be your pillow while you come back to reality.” Wanda cups your cheek so gently, in a way that you aren’t used to and you’re half expecting a slap to come, but it doesn’t all Wanda does is gently rub circles with her thumb.
“Thank you then. I appreciate it.” 
“We still need to clean your wounds. I didn’t want to bother you before you were ready, but your shirt is sticking to you by blood. We need to wash your face too. Come on lets go to the bathroom. I saw the big first aid kit you have in there.” Wanda helps you up. “Come on Dorogoya. I’ve got you.” You almost forgot what it’s like to be doted on by a mom. 
She gets you to sit on the lip of the tub which is 1. Huge, and 2. Surrounded by its own ceramic tiling so sitting there wasn’t so dangerous. 
She helped get you out of your shirt and tank top which hurt immensely as the half dried blood stuck to the shirt, making the wounds all reopen. 
“Fuck.” You hissed as Wanda coos and soothes you back down. Getting a warm, damp towel for your back. You grip your hands into fists and cruse Natasha for this and then yourself for allowing it to happen. 
“What did she do?” Wanda asks trying to distract you.
“She agreed to leave you alone if I slept with her one last time.” You admit to the red head.
“And you said no that’s why you’re so beat up, right?” You don’t answer and you don’t dare look at her. You know you’ll break if you do. “Right, Y/N?” You shake your head. “What do you mean no?” She gently pulls your chin to look at her. “She did this to you while...” Wanda’s voice trails off when she sees the the tears welling up in your eyes. 
“I did this so it doesn’t happen to you. I won’t let her touch you. Ever.” Your hand finds her thigh and grips. “I promise. Even when you and the boys leave. I won’t let her. If she ever did....I’d kill her.” A heat rises in your chest, anger. You’d never been angry at anything Natasha did to you, but the thought of her doing those same things to Wanda? To the boys? Your blood boiled at the thought. 
“Y/N....dorogoya...” She cupped both your cheeks letting your foreheads rest against each others. “I don’t ever want to see you like this again because of her or anyone else for that matter. Seeing you walk in like that scared me. I was so worried especially seeing all that blood on you. I was so worried. I know you don’t want to see me like this, but I also don’t want to see you like this now that I have and I know how it makes me feel.” Wanda’s voice was breathy and full of emotion. Tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as her thumbs rubbed against your cheeks. 
“I’m sorry. I’ll be more careful. I promise.” You lean into one of her hands, closing your eyes as you move against it. 
“Thank you. Now let’s finish getting you all cleaned up.” Wanda smiles blinking away the tears as she starts working again. 
You couldn’t properly put into words how appreciative you were of Wanda taking care of you, giving you the after care you needed desperately in that moment.
As she bandaged you all up she helped you put on some loose and comfy pajamas already saying, ‘work is done for today. Carol can handle it.’ Which made you laugh as the two of you headed to the kitchen. 
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“Oh I am so going to kick your ass!” You call out as you clicked a button letting the blue shell go hitting Tommy in game as you passed him and took first place. Jumping up and doing a little victory dance. 
“Y/N could you go easy on them? They’re children.” Wanda calls over her shoulder from the other side of the room where she was reading a comic.
“Sorry Wands Mario Kart is a cruel game and you must learn at a young age patawan.” You smirked at Tommy grabbing him in a hold and giving him a noogie as he tried to squirm away.
“I’m gonna win next time!” Tommy called out.
“You’re on little man.” You look over at Billy. “You want in on this round mister man?” Billy shook his head. He tended to not like competitive games and that was fine with you. 
You play a few more rounds with Tommy until he wins one and that’s enough for him before he’s whining over the couch, “Mom what’s for dinner?” He asks and Wanda looks up and at you.
“Why are you looking at me?” 
“Don’t you have cooks and maids? Shouldn’t you know what they’re making?” She asks and you shrug. 
“They cook what I ask them to. I don’t eat much so they always wait until I go and ask. They give me a few options and I either pick from them or I tell them what I want.” You look at the boys who have mischievous looks on their faces. “No you are not allowed to ask for desserts for dinner. Proper dinner boys!” You call after them as they rush out the door  and you hear them both go “Awww man...” You and Wanda share a laugh as she sets the comic down on the table and gets up. 
“Let’s go make sure they don’t bribe the cooks.” Wanda says as she walks past you. 
It’s been a week now since she’s been here. Natasha has left you both alone for the time being. Wanda hadn’t mentioned anything about wanting to leave, but after that night with Natasha she always hugged you before you left saying, ‘Be safe. We’re here waiting for you to come home safe.’ It warmed your heart to know Wanda was thinking of your house as home.
As the two of you walk down the long hallway to the kitchen your hands brush against each other. You notice Wanda pull back slightly with a blush on her face and you bite your lip before reaching out to hold her hand. Letting your fingers lace together. You look over at her and smile, she gives you a smile back. 
“Is this okay?” You ask.
“Yeah...this is okay...more than okay...” She reassures you, not letting go until you two are just at the kitchen’s threshold, the twins trying to convince the cooks to cook them some sweet treat filled dish that Wanda sighs and goes to put an end to it as you lean against the big kitchen island, watching the domestic moment, wanting to join in on it, but holding yourself back. 
“How about tendies and fries!?” You finally call out when the boys continue to try various ideas.
“Heck yeah!” Tommy calls out fist bumping the air.
“Yes! Can we do nuggets too?” Billy asks and you smile, walking over and ruffling his hair lovingly. 
“Of course mister man.” You smile at the boys and look at the cooks. “Tendies, nuggets, and fries tonight.” 
“Ma’am which kind of fries?” The head cook asks and you look at the boys.
“Curly.” Tommy says.
“Steak!” Billy overlaps with his brother.
“Shoestring.” You add after the boys and smile at the cooks before looking at Wanda. “Would you like anything sweetie or are you okay with the choices made?” Wanda smiles at you before requesting if she could cook her own dinner. “Of course you can sweetie. If that’s what you want to do. I’d love to try some of your cooking.” Wanda gives you a sweet smile before heading off with the cooks to see what was laying around as you watch her work while the boys run off to some fun corner of the house knowing they’d be called by one of the workers around the house once dinner was ready. 
Wanda pulled her hair back into a half up do with a bun and pulled her sleeves up while she pulled out different ingredients while she did so you felt the presence of someone behind you. 
When you looked you found Maya. The almost permeant scowl on her face was gone momentarily as you signed, “What’s got you smiling?” 
“Made a good deal. We can talk after dinner. Just wanted to let you know I was back safe.” She signed back putting a hand on your shoulder, but Maya knew you better as you stood and hugged her. With your back turned to Wanda you didn’t notice the look she gave the, to you, seemingly small act of affection you tended to hand out amongst your found family.
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The two of you are on opposite sides of the bed, the overhead lights have long since been shut off, but your bedside lamps created a soft glow across the room and the only noises to be heard were your clicking of keys against your laptop, going over some documents that had been sent your way for review. Every so often the turning of a page from Wanda’s side. 
You pushed your blue light glasses up, rubbing your eyes and let out a yawn. You’d been at this for hours and felt like you barely made a dent since you had neglected them all weekend. 
“Y/N?” You hear Wanda’s voice carry through the quiet room, turning your head to look at the woman you some how found yourself sharing a bed with. She took you looking at her as enough to continue. “That woman who came home just before dinner, is she like your girlfriend or something?” She asks with such a confidence and even a hint of jealousy that it makes you reel back a bit before you can even respond to the older woman.
“No. That’s Maya, she runs things with me. We were both in similar situations where we were used by someone else and in wanting to prove ourselves now find ourselves in charge of our own families now.” You take the laptop, setting it aside as you move closer to Wanda. “Maya and I found each other at probably our lowest points and if it wasn’t for her I wouldn’t be where I am now. I owe her a great deal and vice versa, but there’s nothing between us. I’m just...I tend to remind everyone that it’s okay to still have emotions because Natasha tried to take that from me. She tried to take everything from me Wanda and I won’t let that happen to anyone I know. Everyone who follows me is allowed to feel whatever feelings they have. Anger, sadness, happiness, love...” 
You find your eyes flicking between Wanda’s eyes and her lips. How could you even begin to think of anyone besides her? Sure the two of you weren’t together, but you found yourself sharing a bed. She’d see you off in the mornings, she’d give you hugs and chaste kisses on the cheek upon your arrival home, she’d help clean your wounds. 
Wanda had wormed her way into your life in such a short time and she had you thinking about her constantly, you loved coming home where as you slipped off your shoes and suit jacket she’d round the corner to embrace you. Her warmth enveloping your whole being as her now familiar scent of vanilla bringing comfort to every fiber of your being. 
“Y/N?” Wanda’s voice brought you back, making you take notice of how close you had brought yourself. A red flush covering Wanda’s cheeks. Instinctively you reach out to cup her cheek. 
“How could I even think of wanting someone else when the most beautiful woman sleeps beside me every night?” You raise an eyebrow at her, your voice filled with confidence. You don’t think about it much before you let your lips connect. She’s so soft against your own as you feel her arms wrap around you, pulling you on top of her as she leans back. Your lips move against each other and you hear a soft moan from her. 
You pull back, making her chase your lips momentarily before she gives up with a whine. You smirked down at her, leaning back in to kiss her forehead. 
“If you want more you can have all the kisses you want.” You whisper against her forehead, she nuzzles against your cheek a smile playing on her lips. “If you want me that is...” 
“Of course I want you Y/N...why would you doubt that?” Her voice waivers a bit as you pull back to look her in the eyes.
“Wanda, I’m the head of a mafia family. My whole life screams nothing, but danger. You have two ten year old boys to take care of-“ You’re cut off by Wanda kissing you once more, your train of thought completely derailed.
“You said it yourself Y/N there is no safer place than with you.” Wanda reminded you of your words. You look into her green eyes finding nothing, but love in them, feeling her fingertips run over the scars on your back. 
She knows what’s she’s getting into. You know she does, and yet you are all she wants. There is no hesitation in her actions or words. So you have no choice but to let yourself fall into her.
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nocxta · 8 months
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Guilty Pleasure
pairing: Wanda Maximoff x little!reader
word count: 4.7k
TW: 18+ | minors, please dni <3 | Ageplay | Mommy kink | Vaginal Fingering (r! receiving) | Strong Language | Vaginal Penetration (r! receiving) | Degradation Kink | Impact Play (slapping) | Oral Sex (w! and r! receiving) | Spanking | Strap-on Use | Light Bondage | Humiliation | Pornography |
a/n: Please do not hesitate to let me know of any warnings I might've missed! Otherwise, I hope you enjoy <3
Wanda's brought you to work with her, and you're so excited. You get to watch your mommy work! She's sat you down at the nearest vacant desk and you're quietly watching her have a serious big-people meeting with the rest of her co-workers, the Mighty Avengers.
"How is my little girl? " Wanda asks, glancing at you and making sure you're all right. You nod at her and try to be good.
"'m okay!," you squeak quietly, shooting her a subtle thumbs up and a shy smile. She laughs at your attempt at maturity and kisses your head, ruffling your hair a little. "Just behave yourself and you can have ice cream when we're finished here, okay?" she says sweetly. "Be a good girl for mommy." You beam at her and nod your head excitedly. "Yes ma'am!," you say with a cheeky grin.
You spend the next while quietly watching the adults talk, eating some candy mommy gave you as a reward for your good behavior. You try to stay out of everyone's way, but your little self has a mind of its own, and it's super interested in what's going on around you.
You get bored after a while, and start to poke around on the computer with some headphones. You've never really been all that good at technology, but you try to use the computer anyways. You click on some random icons until you stumble upon a folder of pictures and videos that have Wanda's name beneath them.
You click on the folder, but a password is required.
You panic. You can't go back to mommy now-- she's still busy talking, and you know better than to bother her when she's having important grown-up conversations.
You try your birthday typed about 3 different ways before the computer accepts your password and lets you into its secret files. You quickly put in the next attempt before the computer can lock you out again.
You're excited now that you have the password, but the folder only has one file in it-- a video.
You click it and it takes you to a website you're not familiar with. A big 'play' button blocks out the majority of the preview, but from what you can see- it's a video of another Mommy and her little sitting on a bed. They're talking quietly, but you can't really hear the words, just their voices. You scroll up and down the video a few times, trying to figure out how the video starts. The Mommy is holding something and you think maybe she has some sort of toy in her hand?
You don't know how to get the video to start, so you just decide to go for it and press the button. The video starts on an angle where you can't see the little's face, but you can see the Mommy.
"Hello, little one," says a sweet voice from behind the camera, "I bet you're excited to make a video with me?" There's a moment of silence, and then the Mommy continues. "Of course you are," she says. She's not speaking loudly, but her voice is soft and sweet, like someone talking to a baby. "You want to make mommy happy, don't you?"
The little nods eagerly. They look a lot like you... around the same age, same hair color, and y/e/c eyes-- but you've never seen the woman holding the toy before. She looks a bit older and taller than your Mommy and she has long dark brown hair and blue eyes.
Suddenly the little is being told to lie down and spread her legs and you notice that they're not wearing a diaper or any panties! Your eyes nervously search the room for Wanda, only to find her engrossed in conversation with the others, her back turned to you and the computer you sit at.
The video starts.
The camera pans to the little, who looks incredibly embarrassed. She's trying to hide her body, her hands clasped over her breasts and between her legs as if she's scared to show her special parts to the camera.
"Oh no, little one," says the Mommy, "you know you have to be good if you want mommy's special toy. You want to make mommy happy, don't you?" The Mommy runs her hand through the little's hair as if to comfort her. "I want you to be a good girl. Can you do that for me, little one?"
The little nods, but she looks nervous.
"Here," says the Mommy, handing the little a paci and some medicine, "you can suck on your paci and have some medicine so you feel better while mommy makes you feel good."
The little hesitates a moment before popping the pacifier in their mouth and swallowing the medicine. "Good girl," says the Mommy, kissing the little's forehead and rubbing her tummy. To your surprise, her hand slowly wanders below the little's waistline, prodding at the wet slit between their legs.
"You're such a good girl for mommy," says the Mommy, "now open up and show me that pretty little cunt."
The little does as she's told, parting her legs and revealing her wet lips and clit to the camera. They're not completely shaved-- she's got a bit of hair, but you've never seen anything like it before. She spreads herself open and the Mommy watches as the little's cunt twitches and gapes, the soft flesh glistening with wetness.
"Look at you, you're such a fucking slut aren't you?" says the Mommy as she starts to slowly finger the little. They moan and their body flinches at the contact.
Your eyes go wide as you watch the dirty scene unfold. Why would Wanda have something like this on her computer? The mommy was being so nasty to the little... did Wanda want to say mean things like that to you? She had only ever been gentle and sweet with you-- even during punishment, she never dared to insult you like the woman in the video does.
"Look at how wet you are," says the Mommy. She pulls her fingers out and spreads the wetness over the little's lips, smearing the slickness into the hair and making it messy.
You check for Wanda again, heart beat slowing a little once you see she's yet to move from her chair at the conference table. You feel a warm sensation beginning to brew in your tummy as you continue to watch the video, trying to listen to what the Mommy and the little are saying as she fingers them.
"Are you going to cum for me?" asks the Mommy. "Show Mommy how wet you are, slut." She speeds up the motions of her fingers and the little's body jolts, their hips starting to twitch as they cum. Her mouth is still wrapped around her paci, so all that escapes her mouth is a muffled high-pitched moan.
There's suddenly a growing heat between your legs that you can't seem to ignore. You squirm a bit in your seat, readjusting your legs to try and alleviate the feeling. You can't help but touch yourself a little while you watch the video-- slipping a tiny hand into your diaper to feel your wet slit. You think about the little and how much fun they're having with the Mommy as you start to play with yourself, your eyes fixed on the screen in front of you.
Your body begins to twitch and your breathing hitches as you feel yourself getting close. It feels so good that you forget where you are, your dumb little brain not thinking to check for Wanda's distraction from what you were doing.
You nearly jump out of your skin when you feel a set of firm, warm hands taking a grip of your shoulders from behind.
"You've wet yourself," she says in that same scary tone. You don't answer-- you can't answer. Your mouth hangs open and you're frozen in fear. She reaches for your hand, gently holding it in her own. "It's okay, sweetheart," she says sweetly, "I think that diaper deserves a little change, don't you?" She turns to the group. "Pardon us, everyone," she says politely as she starts to lead you away, "I need to take my little one to the changing table."
Your eyes are wide with panic as she leads you toward the door. Your brain can't seem to understand what's happening and all you can do is silently follow your Mommy into the changing room.
Once the door shuts behind you, you freeze, unsure what to do or say.
"Go ahead and lay down on the table for Mommy," she says, starting to remove your clothes. You hesitate at first, but do what she says, laying your little body on the cold table, feeling a bit silly as you lay on your back with your legs splayed open in the cold air of the public restroom.
"Silly little girl, getting into Mommy's things" Wanda coos as she removes the blue diaper from your bottom, tossing it aside as she gasps at the scene between your legs.
Your face burns in embarrassment as your Mommy looks at you, examining the way your folds glisten and your slit drips wetness.
Wanda gasps and dramatically draws her painted fingers to her chest in shock. "Mommy's going to have to give you a spanking," she says, smirking, "Did my little girl like what she saw on Mommy's computer? Hm?"
"I'm sorry," you whisper, shamefully looking away from her.
"Oh, silly little girl. It's much too late for all of that." She spreads your legs further apart and leans down, her hot breath sending a chill down your spine. "Do you think you're big enough for Mommy's mouth?"
Your mouth goes dry as you stare at her. You want to answer, you want to tell her that you really don't know, but you can't find your voice.
"Why don't we find out?" she asks, grinning as she leans forward and takes you into her mouth. You gasp, shocked at the sensation of her tongue swirling around your clit, the heat of her mouth. She sucks gently and your eyes flutter shut, moaning quietly.
"You taste so sweet," she says, taking her mouth from you, "such a good girl." She leans in again, the wet heat of her tongue sending you into a daze. Her fingers reach down, rubbing gently at your folds, dipping them in just a bit. You shiver and let out a little whimper, feeling your thighs start to shake.
"Is Mommy gonna make her little girl cum?" Wanda asks innocently, the sound of her voice causing your heart to jump.
"Mhm," you moan, "Yes, Mommy," you moan. She hums and the vibrations cause a jolt of pleasure to go through you. Her fingers press deeper and you can't help but let out a desperate little mewl.
"That's too bad," she says, pulling away, "Mommy's gonna stop, I'm afraid." She stands and moves to look at the door. "I think that's enough fun and games for the night," she says, looking back at you with a grin, "let's get you home, malyshka."
"What? Mommy, no!" you whine, your face red at your outburst.
Her hand comes down on your cheek and your cry out. "No?" she asks, her eyes narrowing, "What has gotten into you, little one?" She chuckles as she starts toward the door, snapping at you to follow.
You sigh, pushing yourself up, getting off the table and following after her. You're not sure what's going on, but you don't think you like it.
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You frown as Wanda unlocks the front door to the house, and you hesitate for a moment, wondering what you should do.
"Go ahead and head upstairs, malyshka," she says, pulling the door open and stepping inside.
"Yes, Mommy," you say, doing as she says, though you don't take to the stairs right away. You wait, leaning against the wall in the hallway for a moment instead.
You're not sure what's going to happen, but you can't shake the feeling that you're in serious trouble. You hear the front door slam shut and you flinch. 
–<_>–
"I'm s-sorry!" you cry as Wanda’s hand comes down on your ass yet again. "I didn't mean to!"
"Aw, but malyshka, you don't look sorry." She frowns, "At least your pathetic little pussy doesn't..." She says, running her delicate fingers through your folds and collecting the sticky slick that coats them.
"Mommy," you whine, trying to cover yourself and stop her from touching you down there. You're too scared to talk back to her, not wanting to be punished any further. 
"Such a filthy little girl," she scolds, "look how wet you are for Mommy." She holds up her fingers, collecting your wetness on the tips of them before bringing her hand back between your legs, rubbing your clit in small circles slowly as you moan helplesslyy into the sheets.
She sits between your legs and continues to touch you from behind, dipping two fingers into your waiting hole as her other hand continues to spank you.  "Oh, baby, you’re dripping." she says sweetly as she strokes your clit, her fingers running in soft circles.
You sob into the pillows before you as Wanda has her way with you, legs trembling as your mind subconsciously wanders back to the video you had seen earlier. You're so confused by your feelings. 
Your body starts to react as you approach your peak, your legs start to spread wider, your hips bucking off the mattress to chase her fingers. Your breath is coming out in ragged moans and whines, your brain completely distracted by the sensation between your legs.
"You gonna cum for Mommy? Hm?" Wanda asks as she rubs her fingers harder against your clit. You nod quickly, biting down on your lip to keep yourself quiet.
"Yeah?" she says sweetly as she speeds up the motion of her fingers.
You nod again, head much too fuzzy to realize that she's slowly inching her fingers away from your cunt until it's too late.
You begin to whine and buck your hips as your orgasm is no longer within reach. "M-mommy!" You cry. She looks up from between your legs and flashes you a devious smile as she brings her wet fingers to her lips and sucks your juices off of them. 
"Please," you whine.
"Good girl," she says as she starts to rub again, causing you to gasp and squirm, still feeling on edge after she denied you your orgasm.
"Now get up." She says flatly, removing her hand from your cunt and stepping away from you.  Her warm smile has disappeared and her Sokovian accent comes through much rougher than before.
Wanda's accent only comes out like that when she's really upset with you-- it's a bit scary to hear, but you can’t deny the fact that it makes your little brain feel all warm and gooey inside.
You do as she says, pushing yourself off the bed and sitting up. You see her holding the pink pacifier-- the one she likes to use during punishment, and your eyes go wide with fear.
"Put your hands behind your back and come here," she says, walking towards you.
"Please, Mommy," you say, standing up and doing as she says, putting your hands behind your back and letting her grab you and secure the restraints on.
"Dirty little girl," She mumbles as she turns you around so that you're facing her. 
"Kneel."
You do as she says, lowering yourself to the ground in front of her. Your heart is pounding in your chest.
"Did Mommy's little baby like the videos she found?" she asks, grabbing a fistful of your hair and tugging your head back roughly.
"N-no," you say, trying to look down at the floor, not wanting to see the anger on her face.
"No?" she says, "Then why did my little baby get all wet and sticky from watching? Hm?" She lifts your chin with her hand and you look into her eyes. Her face is blank, but her eyes are livid.
"I don't know," you say, not really sure of what else you can say.
"What a naughty, naughty baby," she says, grabbing your face and leaning down so that she's level with you. "You didn't like watching the mommy finger her little?" she asks, raising her eyebrows.
"N-no, I didn't," you say, shaking your head.
"Really? You didn't like when she called them a little slut? Didn't like when she pulled their hair and spit in their mouth, like this?" She does this all while you're staring into her dark green eyes. Your mind is reeling.
"Didn't like when she made her little use their mouth on her, like this?" she asks, grabbing the back of your head and forcing your face into her crotch.
Your nose is stuffed with the thick smell of her cunt as she grinds herself against you, moaning as she does.
"That's right," Wanda groans as she rubs her clit against your face.
You can feel your face flush with warmth as she continues to grind against you, breathing in the thick musk of her cunt, letting her juices soak the bottom half of your face. You attach your lips to her clit and start to suck, causing Wanda to let out a high-pitched moan.
"Just like that, baby," she says as she thrusts her hips into you.
You start to move your mouth to suckle on her cunt, running your tongue in broad strokes to get her wet enough to open for you.
Wanda doesn't let up on the grip she has on your hair, using it to pull you where she wants you to go. Her other hand grabs a fistful of your hair at the nape of your neck, and she starts to guide you.
She pulls your mouth away from her cunt and holds your face still as she moves to sit on the edge of the bed, pushing you to kneel between her legs. She then spreads them again and motions for you to continue before shoving your face back into her cunt. .
"Lick it up, baby," she moans as her hips buck against your mouth. "Dirty slut," she says, pulling your hair.
You start to eat her out like she wants, licking up the juices that run down her thighs. She then grabs your hands and forces them into her cunt, letting out a throaty groan as she does.
You start to finger her, moaning as you do so.
"Yeah, just like that, baby," she says. "Don't you dare stop."
You start to tongue her clit, circling it slowly before sucking on it. Her breathing gets faster and you can feel her start to tense up. You can tell she's close.
"Good girl," she coos, grabbing your face with her hands and holding it against her cunt.
She comes with a deep groan and starts to grind against your mouth as she rides it out. She lets you go when she's finished, and you lick your lips, tasting her as you do.
She looks down at you, mouth held slightly agape as she tries to catch her breath. Then her hands are on you again, shoving you backward and slapping you across the face.
"Lozhis' na krovat', suka" (get on the bed, Bitch) she snarls, holding your chin in her iron grip. You blink several times as the sharp pain on your cheek turns to a dull stinging sensation, but you find your way to the edge of the bed just as she had instructed, nonetheless. 
"Did my little baby like that?" she asks, forcing you to look her in the eye as she shakes you by the chin.
You stare at her in disbelief and her lips curl into a snarl as she slaps you across the face again, this time much harder. Your head is spinning, tears filling your eyes as you blink rapidly.
"Answer me," she barks, "did my little baby like that?"
"N-no, I didn't, Mommy," you whimper. She slaps you again.
"No? What's this, then?" she asks, kicking your legs open once again and motioning to the growing slick between your legs. 
"You know what I think?" she says, leaning down so that her nose is touching yours. "I think you're a fucking liar" She wipes the slick from your inner thighs onto her fingers before she places them against your lips. "Suck," she demands, forcing them past your lips.
You take her fingers in your mouth and suck the thick juices off of them, hollowing out your cheeks as you do.
She pulls them out and spits on your cunt before pushing your legs further apart and spanking your mound harshly. You cry out and bite your lip as you try to stifle any more sound from coming out of you.
"Did I tell you to be quiet?" she asks as she grabs your jaw, pulling it towards her and kissing you roughly before slapping your cheek again.
You let out another sharp cry, sobbing as she grabs you by the hair and yanks your head back.
"No, you didn't, Mommy," you whisper. She releases her grip on you.
She's silent for a minute, seemingly scanning the room for a way to break you before those green eyes of hers light up with an idea. She reaches towards the nightstand and grabs the little bottle of lube that's usually reserved for her toys.
"Since you don't know what you want," she says as she pours a large amount of the lubricant into her hand, rubbing it between her fingers, "then I will show you."
"No," you cry as she approaches you.
"Quiet."
You start to thrash against your restraints as she rubs her lubed fingers against your entrance.
"Please!" You cry, looking up at her.
She spanks you again.
"If you keep it up, I'll gag you and have my way with you anyway, you little whore."
She presses her fingers into your entrance and starts to work you open, spreading your pussy with her long fingers as she does. She lets out a throaty moan as she feels you start to get wetter from her fingers.
"See, baby," she says as she continues to stretch you open. "You want this. You love it when Mommy fucks you with her fingers."
"No," you sob.
"No, no, no." She shakes her head before withdrawing her dripping fingers from your cunt. "Looks like somebody's learned a new word today, huh?" 
You shut your eyes as tears run down your cheeks, the sound of Wanda fumbling in her special closet echoing throughout the room.
She pulls the toys she's selected out of the box, examining each one to make sure she has all she needs. You try to close your legs and kick her away, but she's already inching the newly secured strap-on closer and closer to the throbbing space between your legs.
"Come on, baby," she coos as she grabs your hips and forces you back to the edge of the bed. "Mommy's gonna make you feel real good."
She presses the tip of the dildo against your entrance and starts to rub it back and forth, letting it glide against your soaked cunt. You try to wiggle away from her, but she grabs your hips with both hands and slaps her dildo against your mound.
You can feel yourself getting wetter and wetter as she starts to rub herself against you, coating her strap-on in your juices.
"Just like that," she purrs as she leans forward, pulling your arms behind your back again and taking your wrists into her hands. You stare up at her as she guides your hands together, placing a piece of rope around your wrists and securing it to your restraints.
She then sits back and admires her work, bringing her hand down to run her fingers across your nipples. She looks down at you and smirks. "Now, Mommy's gonna make you cum." She starts to rub the dildo against your slit before starting to push into you. "And you're gonna stay nice and quiet, okay?"
"Mhm!" You whine as she inches the fake cock into you, letting out a sharp cry as she does.
"Quiet, baby." She says, slapping your thigh. She then starts to thrust the dildo into you, slowly at first, before increasing her pace. She moves the strap-on in and out of you, pushing it in until her hips are flush with yours before pulling out slowly again.
You moan quietly into her ear as she fucks you. The sound of the bed creaking in unison with the sound of her hips hitting your thighs is so lewd that you can feel your cunt start to throb, desperate for more friction.
"You like this malyshka? Hm?" She whispers in your ear, "You like when Mommy fucks her little girl like the slut she is?" 
You nod and she pulls her hips back, thrusting into you again.
"Say it, baby."
"I like it," you say, trying not to cry out as she begins to fuck you faster, harder.
"That's right," she coos as she kisses your cheek, her fingers rubbing against your clit as she does so.
The sound of the fake cock slamming into you echoes throughout the room and your juices start to drip down your thighs.
"Just a filithy little cockwhore who wants to be fucked senseless, isn't that right, malyshka?" She spits in your face and grabs a fistful of your hair as you cry out.
"M-mhm," you stutter. "I can't think right, Mommy," you whine. "Please, let me cum," you beg as her hand returns to your clit, rubbing small circles around it.
"Aw, that's alright, detka. Dumb little sluts like you don't have to think. That's why you have Mommy, hm?" She pants, keeping the same grueling pace with the strap-on.
"Please," you cry.
"Tell Mommy what you want, slut."
"I wanna cum," you moan, the tears in your eyes threatening to spill out as your orgasm builds in the pit of your stomach.
"Aw, my love, you know only good little girls get to cum." She slaps your cheek, making you cry out. "Are you a good little girl?"
"I-I am!"
"Do good little girls lie to their mommies?" she asks as she continues to rub your clit.
"N-no."
"Then tell me what a good little girl would say, right now." She spanks your thigh.
"I- I liked the video, Mommy" you start, gasping for air as Wanda continues to fuck you.
"Keep going."
"I loved it."
"Keep going, baby," she says, increasing her speed with the dildo.
"I love it when you're mean to me. I want you to call me dirty names." you sob, cheeks burning in embarrassment and shame, the sounds of your juices squelching around Wanda's cock filling the room.
"You're such a good little whore," she moans into your ear, pushing the dildo in as deep as it can go, grinding her hips against you.
"Oh, no, Mommy, I'm gonna--" you cut yourself off with a moan,
"Shhh, me too, malyshka. Cum with Mommy" She groans.
Your head is spinning as Wanda's fingers work your clit and her hips slam into you, you can feel every inch of her cock as it stretches your cunt, filling you to the brim with her length.
"I love you, Mommy," you gasp as your orgasm builds.
"I love you too, baby," she whispers into your ear.
"Mommy--" you cut yourself off with a loud groan, the warm, tingling feeling of your orgasm crashing over you, and you can hear Wanda's voice in the distance as she groans and grinds against you.
She thrusts into you several more times, riding out her orgasm as well.
After a moment, she pulls out and turns you over, removing your restraints. You lie on the bed, unable to move.
"There, there," she says as she lays next to you and pets your hair.
You turn your head towards her and smile. She kisses you on the lips and pets your cheek.
"Let's get you all cleaned up, princess" she smiles, sitting up. "Then maybe we'll watch some more videos, hm?"
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nightimemommy · 11 months
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hihiiii if you’re accepting request (ignore if you aren’t😅), i would like to request wanda being a cute little service top for powerbottom!reader 😇😇
Good use –Wanda Maximoff x f!reader
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A/n: ngl, this fits my personality well I hope you like this anon, Idk if you're into them using strap on or something and kind of just made Wanda ate reader out sorryyy to dissapoint u, oh God. Thank you for your request, anon I would love to have more of ur request < 3
Warning: 18+ only!!. Eating out wap, lactation, ofc squirting babes, mention of using strap on (does this look boring to u?im so sorry i didn't know what exactly to write)
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"W-want you, please" she said chasing and hoping for a glimpse of her. "Me huh, what do you want from me then?" Y/n teased with a smirk written on her face, leaning down so that she'll see her cleavage and healthy breasts with no bra on but through her thin bathrobe, close to her face. "All of you just– want to taste you, please". "Cute" she said with a shrug just for her to lay back down the couch comfortably.
"Mommy". "Yes, darling?" She asked after taking a sip from her wine as she stared down at her with her so annoyingly hot smirk. Wanda gripped the end of Y/n's robe, tempting not to tear it apart just to open it and taste her already, lap her wetness and be choked by her thighs. "Can you please o-open your legs for me?" She asked so sweet and gentle to convince the woman above her. Her eyes twinkle as she saw the slightest sight of her milky thighs when Y/n fixed her robe causing it to show her thighs at the process. "God" Wanda whispered to herself, admiring the sight that you'll surely see the imaginary drool dripping down her mouth.
"Aren't you a good girl tonight" Y/n teased, playing with her drink by swirling it around the glass gently. Giving in when Wanda nodded she open her legs apart as a reward for her, the smell of her arousal linger in the air. "Fine, let me just take off my– oh, Jesus!" Not even a second or letting her finish her words and not even a second of her trying to take off her robe Wanda already latches her mouth around her clit with a moan, sighing happily as her mommy just rewarded her the best dessert for tonight. "D-darling, I need you to stop now, I am t-telling you" she took shaky breaths and attempt to push her head away which isn't successful obviously. Wanda shakes her head disagreeing not wanting to pull away and by doing it causes her tongue to drew sloppily lick to clit which earned a louder moan from the woman above her and it only boost her cocky attitude up. "Wanda–" her breath hitched while placing the glass of wine down the table beside them with shaky hands which soon wrapped around the side of the sofa, digging her nails down.
"Y-yes, yes baby!" She moaned out arching her back off the pastel brown sofa which they're sure will get wet by the end of the night. "Such a g-good girl so eager to please me" she praised looking down at her through her tired eyes. Wanda looks up at her with a small smile on her lips which you couldn't see as her mouth is busy lapping down at her wet folds, circling her tongue around her clit. "That's right make m-mommy proud, Honey I'm all yours to taste". Fingers running down her red hair, pushing her closer to deepen her tongue by spreading her legs as long as how the chair's allowing her to. Her tongue messily suck her clit tasting the tangy flavor, Y/n's wetness dripped down the sofa it's messy but feel oh so good that it drips down Wanda's chin, wetting the half of her face down her neck while grasping at her thighs.
"Are y-you willing to fuck mommy with your s-strap now?, Make it deep in me then I'll also l-let you come in me" she said rolling her eyes at the back of her head, Wanda hummed around her clit trying to get her to come. "F-fuck, you want mommy to c-come first? Oh yeah, then you'll fuck me a-again". Y/n should punish her now just one push to her shoulder is all it takes but she couldn't get herself to do it not when it feels so good to have her mouth on her, so eager to lap her juices up and please her.
Wanda gripped her thighs trying to spread them wider even if her palms are sweating a lot, she dig her nails around it making the goddess above her scream her name in pleasure, her cheeks reddened feeling proud of herself for having this chance to hear her and taste her out of all the people who wants to have a one chance with her.
"Mommy's coming, baby r-rub my clit for me" and Wanda did it with her fingers, rubbing it as fast as she can and working on thrusting her tongue in and out of her at the same time. Flicking and teasing her wet slit until the slurping sound and sloppy movements of her tongue got louder and faster, the dam burst out with Y/n's back arching off the sofa that what makes it hard for Wanda since Y/n's legs are shaking and twisting getting out of her grip. "Oh heavens!". The redhead giggle as she just squirted on her more like showering her with her come. "Y-you ate mommy o-out so good, baby" Y/n breathe chuckling with her. "Are you ok, mommy?" She asked wiping off her neck and shoulder. "Just het the strap, we're not done yet".
࣪ ִֶָ ♡ ˖ ʿꜝꜞ
As expected, it ended up with Wanda mopping the floor as Y/n keep coming squirting and with Y/n worn out than Wanda who still have a lot of energy and so eager to spend her time doing her even for hours which already happened. Y/n who barely walk without having her legs shaking telling Wanda she'll punish her when she gets better for giggling at her. They spent their time watching their favorite movie together with Wanda suckling the milk out of her, she sure does know how to use her mouth.
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shslbunnylover · 5 months
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★★★𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙨 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣: 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜)★★★
Character: Wanda Maximoff
Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut
Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Thigh riding, mommy kink, brat taming, kitten as a pet name
Genre: Smut
Word count: 0.9k
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You walked inside your girlfriend's office, crossing your arms and huffing in an exaggerated manner.
The redhead looked up at you, tilting her glasses forward as she lowered her computer screen to have full attention on you, as you were her main priority.
"Yes kitten?" Wanda asked, tilting her head slightly as she observed your exasperated look and body language.
You roll your eyes at the pet name.
Strike one.
"You've been working all day," You groaned, walking closer to your girlfriend and leaning on her desk, your fingers tapping unintelligible patterns on the wood below their tips.
Wanda sighed, brushing off your attitude as just simply getting up on the wrong side of the bed.
"I know Y/n," The older woman smiled, looking down at her computer for a second before locking eyes with you once again. "I'm almost done, just give me a few more minutes, alright?" She asked, her eyes looking at you like you hadn't just rolled your eyes or come in all upset.
You only managed to scoff in response, your eyes looking around the room as your angry grip on the table only increased, alerting Wanda's attention.
"Can you just stop working for a minute?" You reply with a frustrated tone, rolling your eyes once again, causing your girlfriend to raise an eyebrow.
Strike two.
"Kitten," Wanda warned, looking at you with more serious and demanding eyes as your bratty behavior and attitude only increased.
"What?" You grunted, crossing your arms with a loud huff.
The redhead stood up, wrapping her hand gently around your neck, not applying any pressure as she began to speak in a firm tone.
"Mommy is working. Now be the good girl that I love and be quiet," She replied, the pads of her fingers only managing to press slightly into your skin.
You push her off, biting your lip in frustration.
"Can't you just stop working? Or are you addicted?" You huffed, gritting your teeth.
Strike three.
Wanda had enough, and she showed it almost immediately. She quickly grabbed you by the wrist, pulling you onto her lap as she quickly slid off your bottom garments.
"Shush kitty..." She muttered in your ear with a dark and seductive vocal range. "You're not going to speak until I say so,"
Finally! She was finally paying attention to you!
You let a tiny whimper escape your mouths, only for your lips to be slightly pulled apart by your girlfriend's thumb.
"Did you not just hear me?" The redhead asked, to which you nod, making a smirk tugging at your lips.
Your lips pursed together in frustration as you felt Wanda's thigh grind up against your aching cunt, your eyes shutting tightly as your clit was then rubbed by her upper leg.
You knew you shouldn't have disobeyed her, but you only expected a spanking or something of the sorts.
You didn't expect her to have you on her lap, grinding your wet pussy against her clothed thigh, the texture of her jeans sending slight shockwaves throughout your body as you continued to move your hips just like your girlfriend had instructed you to do so.
Her left hand kept a hold on your lower back, her thumb rubbing circles around your soft skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake as her other hand resumed typing away on the keyboard.
At just the rub of her thigh you felt your body softening itself, the feeling of her touch was indescribable to you, even if it was supposed to be a punishment.
The next 20 minutes were excruciatingly long, tears pricking at your eyes as you silently begged Wanda to let you release with your whimpers and pleading looks.
The moment you saw her laptop close you felt a rush of relief wash over your body, but it was quickly increased when your girlfriend looked at you, beginning to rub at your clit with harsh movements.
You easily finished all over her leg, the milk of your orgasm falling to the floor as you looked back up at the redhead, who began to speak with a smirk evident in her tone.
"Oh no sweetheart...Mommy isn't done with that pretty pussy of yours just yet..."
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talatomaz · 2 years
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count to three | wanda maximoff x fem!reader
a/n: this turned out more dark than i intended and the smut might be a bit rusty since i’ve not written it since last october
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warnings: angst. smut - manipulation, dark wanda, dubcon, mommy kink, legal age gap (reader is 18+), brief dry humping, use of wanda’s magic, power imbalance, brief choking, strap on, dacryphilia, edging, cockwarming, breeding kink, pet names, degradation, overstimulation, belly bulge kink
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“May I ask why? Were my answers not good enough? Was I less qualified than the others?”
You asked, swallowing hardly when you heard your voice waver. You were gutted. You’d interviewed for a job at a prestigious tech company and, even though you tried not to get your hopes up, you knew you’d done extremely well in the interview. You well and truly believed that you would be successful in getting the job.
Unfortunately, the universe had other plans for you.
The interviewer had called you to let you know that you didn’t get the job and you couldn’t help when your heart sank to the pit of your stomach, tears filling your eyes.
You knew that it wouldn’t necessarily affect you financially, since you still worked for Wanda and all. But with you having started a new relationship with her and having already moved in with her after only 6 months of dating, the lines between work and home started to become blurred.
“No,” he politely addressed you as Miss, “You would have been a perfect fit for the role but um…”
The older man’s brief sign gave you pause, if you were perfect, why hadn’t you gotten the job?
“Mr Bermont?” You asked, addressing the interviewer when he grew silent.
“Look, you seem like a nice, hardworking person. Let’s just say that your current boss wasn’t exactly ready to let you go yet.”
Your brows furrowed. What did Wanda have to do with this?
“Sir, but I-”
“I’ve already said too much. I’m truly sorry. Best wishes for the future. Goodbye.”
The sudden sound of the call disconnecting jarred you from your thoughts. You stared at your phone, confused, as if willing the phone to magically light up with the answer.
You mulled over what he said.
Your current boss wasn’t exactly ready to let you go yet.
Wasn’t exactly ready to let you go.
Let you go.
A soft gasp fell from your lips when you realised the true meanings of his words. But then you shook your head, as if trying to rid the thought from your mind.
It was ludicrous. Right?
Wanda would never do that to you. Would she?
Then you thought back to when you told her you’d been shortlisted for the job. You’d been so focused on how excited and nervous you were, you hadn’t realised the way her eyes darkened. And not in the usual lustful way it did when she looked at you.
Replaying the memory in your head, you thought back to how her hands clenched slightly before she wrapped them around your hips, bringing you in close for a celebratory hug. The lines that appeared at the corner of her mouth, which usually occurred when she was angry in meetings which didn’t go her way.
She didn’t want to let you go…
So she told the company not to hire you.
Your confusion was quickly replaced with fury. How dare she mess with your future like that? She knew how much getting this job would have meant to you and yet she-
Your thoughts were abruptly shoved out of your mind as you heard the familiar sound of the key in the door.
Dropping your phone on the kitchen counter, you forced a smile to your face when your aforementioned girlfriend, and boss, entered the kitchen.
“Hi honey, sorry I was late. The meeting ran over. Everything okay?”
Wanda asked when she noticed you glancing at your phone.
“Yeah, um, the guy who interviewed me called me. You know? Mr Bermont?” Wanda nodded in recognition but showed no signs of having committed foul play.
“I didn’t get the job.”
“Oh baby, I am so sorry. I know how much you wanted that job.”
The redhead dropped her work bag and made her way around the corner to give you a comforting hug. You felt yourself leaning into the hug before stiffening when you remembered that she was the reason you didn’t get the job.
You quickly tried to make your mind blank, knowing your witch girlfriend had the ability to read your mind.
You said nothing as you stood there in her arms.
“At least you still have your job with me though, sweetie.”
“Yeah, just like you wanted all along.” You murmured under your breath but, of course, Wanda and her witchy ears heard you perfectly.
She pulled back, her hands on your arms, facing you. A look of feigned confusion cascaded on her face.
“Don’t act dumb, Wanda. I know you’re the reason I didn’t get the job. What did you do? Threaten to cut off all ties with the company if they employed me?”
Your voice raised slightly as you saw a flash of fury in her eyes. You had insulted her. You’d never done that before. But you were too caught up in your emotions to care.
“I know what’s best for you, malyshka.” She replied, her jaw clenched as she tried to keep her voice steady.
“That’s bullshit. You know I wanted that job.” You pushed her away from you but Wanda grabbed your arm with such a tight unexpected grip that a harsh gasp left you. She’d never acted like this with you.
“You better watch yourself, detka. You know I’m always right.”
You wrenched her hand from your arm, throwing it back to her side where it belonged.
“You knew how much that job meant to me. Just…Fuck you.”
The hard look she gave you almost made you falter. It was the look she’d directed at so many businessmen in the past which really broke them out of their resolve when they all tried to scam her or disrespect her. You’d never thought you’d be on the receiving end of that look. You’d never thought there’d be a reason for that look. You’d never expected she would be the reason why.
But as much as she was furious, you were just as stubborn and angry.
Ignoring her warning stare, you brushed past her rather ungently and stormed into your shared room, locking the door behind you.
“Just go the fuck away, Wanda. I don’t want to see you right now.”
You shouted through the door when Wanda repeatedly knocked on the white wood.
“Just open the door, please. Can we not fight anymore?”
Wanda asked as she stood in front of the closed door, her patience thinning by the second. Sure, she could understand why you were hurt and upset but she’d done what she did for the both of you. So you could stay together. It wasn’t for any malicious reasons.
Okay, well, that wasn’t true. Wanda didn’t want to let you go and share you with other people. She hadn’t gone through all that trouble of getting you fired from your previous job, manipulating you to work for her and later become a couple just for you to up and leave her.
When her question warranted no response, Wanda pounded on the door again, this time with more force than the last.
“I know you’re hurt. But I’m only gonna ask once more. Open the door or I will count to three and you can suffer the consequences.”
You sighed, exasperated. You knew you were making this worse for yourself by prolonging the argument as time grew on. But you remained steadfast in not opening the door. Until Wanda started counting and, when she got to ‘1’, she said something that gave you pause before you clambered to your feet and scurried to open the door.
“I’ll spank your ass black and blue and have you crying and squirming on my lap, begging me to stop.”
You knew she was deadly serious by the way in which she muttered those nefarious words in an unnaturally low tone. You could practically see her seething, jaw clenched as her fists did the same hanging by her sides. Now, she’d never hit you before and you knew she never would but she had given you a spanking one time that left you unable to sit for over a week. So you knew she was true to her word of repeating that action if you didn’t do as she said.
As the door opened, you barely had time to register the look on Wanda’s face before her hand wrapped itself around your throat, pushing you up against the bedroom wall.
Instinctively, your hands flew to clasp around her wrist; a futile attempt to relieve the pressure against your neck. With a wave of Wanda’s free hand, both of your hands flew above your head where they were pinned against the wall by Wanda’s magic.
“How dare you speak to me like that? Not only am I your girlfriend, but I am your boss.”
“I’m sorry.” You croaked out, still struggling in her grasp.
Wanda uncurled her hand from your throat causing you to splutter a cough; your hands still trapped above your head.
“I-I was just hurt that you lied and-”
Wanda tutted, quietening you immediately.
“Lied is such an arbitrary word. I simply just omitted to tell you what I did. But I did it for us. You belong at my company. With me.”
Her tone softened, reminding you of the gentle voice in which she almost always used with you. Whether that be at home or at the office.
“If you wanted to do something different or have other responsibilities, you could have just asked me instead of trying to leave me high and dry.”
You hung your head as she spoke. She was right. You could have asked her for another role and she would have gladly given it to you. She always wanted you to be happy and often gave you whatever you wanted.
Wanda shushed you when she saw tears fill your eyes. “I know you’re sorry, detka. I truly never meant to hurt you. You know that right?”
And you did. Even now, in the position that you were in, you knew that you were in no real danger because Wanda would never do anything to truly harm you.
Wanda stepped forward and covered your lips with hers, her body moving in between yours as she ground herself against you. You whimpered when you felt the strap that her slacks were concealing. Then you suddenly felt your hands grow free, Wanda having released them, and you wrapped them around her neck, drawing her in closer.
Your kisses grew heated as she lifted you into her arms with ease and dropped you on your bed. She quickly got to undressing you whilst remaining fully clothed herself. It was one of her favourite ways to have sex. You completely exposed beneath her as she loomed over you, dressed to the nines, reinforcing just how much power and control she lorded over you.
When Wanda unbuttoned her slacks, giving herself just enough leeway to free her cock, you felt your body still when she positioned it at your entrance.
Whilst you were getting more aroused and wet by the second, your pussy wasn’t lubricated enough to take her cock without being in any pain. And you certainly weren’t ready to take a strap of that size without her fingers in you first.
“Wan-Mommy,” you corrected yourself, “I-I can’t. Not straight away. I need-”
Your pleas fell on deaf ears as Wanda shushed you with another kiss.
“I know you can take me without preparation, little dove. Mommy knows best after all.”
Without another word, Wanda thrust herself inside you, bottoming out immediately. A strangled groan caught in your throat as you gripped the sides of her white blouse.
Pain shot its way through your body as Wanda continued to move in and out of you, not giving your body any time to adjust.
Tears fell from your eyes which Wanda leaned down to kiss away before attacking your neck, casually biting and sucking to leave a mark for the following morning.
You moaned at the action, tilting your head to give her more access. You began to feel yourself grow wetter as you started to get used to the feel of her strap; pleasure soon overtaking the pain.
When Wanda’s reached up to pinch your nipples into hard pebbles, your back arched into her, allowing her to suck each one harshly. Several pleas and groans filled the air as you felt the familiar tingle in your stomach. With Wanda’s attacks on your body, you knew you weren’t going to last long. And Wanda was well aware of that fact.
Just as you were about to come, she abruptly pulled out and flipped you onto your stomach.
“I told you Mommy knows best and I also know when you’re about to come but, because of the way you talked to mommy, i’m not rewarding that behaviour.”
“Mommy, please. I’m so sorry. Please let me come. I’ll never leave you.”
Once again, your pleas were futile.
For the next 30 minutes, an hour; you weren’t really sure. You were so drunk on Wanda’s strap and nearing passing out that you’d lost count of the amount of times the redhead had brought you to the brink of release before cruelly snatching it away.
Tears soaked the pillow beneath your face, your hands cramping from clutching the duvet for so long.
“Aww, is my malyshka too much of a whore to form any words?”
Wanda cooed when desperate whimpering was the only sound you were capable of making.
“My baby took her punishment so well.”
Wanda continued as she started to pound into you. Wrapping one hand in your hair as the other rested on your hip, she dragged you up so she could whisper in your ear.
“Come any time you want, little dove.”
With that, she dropped your head back down to the pillow and grabbed your other hip, using the momentum to force herself in and out of you.
“God, I’m practically splitting your pretty little pussy open. Look how deep you’re taking me.”
Wanda praised, reaching down to press on the small bulge that had formed in your lower stomach. Your juices dripped down your thighs and onto Wanda’s slacks, ruining them.
“Look at the mess you’ve made. All over Mommy’s pants. Now be a good girl and give Mommy what she wants.”
Her grunts grew almost animalistic as she roughly pounded into you. Your back arched into her chest and, with her free hand, she reached down to rub harshly on your clit. You moaned again at the sudden overstimulation, your hand grabbing the wrist that was between your legs.
“Mommy, p-please. I’m s-so close. I can’t.” Your words were replaced by another moan that made its way through your throat.
Wanda’s teeth nipped at your ear lobe before she whispered in your ear, telling you the words you so desperately begged to hear.
“Come for Mommy. Show me how much you love me.”
Almost immediately, you came around her cock, your body going limp as she continued to fuck into you, chasing her own high. Your body fell down to the bed, Wanda following you down. As she came, she rutted in you a few times before staying on top of you.
“One of these days, I will actually come in you. I’ll breed you and have you carrying our beautiful children. Then you can never truly leave me.”
Wanda murmured in your ear but you barely registered her words as you started to fall into a deep slumber. Your body absolutely wrecked emotionally and physically.
Wanda turned you both over so you were laying on top of her chest, cradled in her arms as she held you close. She grinned to herself as she glanced over to the closet door that was ajar. Behind it was a box filled with the very toy she needed to fulfil her earlier promise.
She couldn’t wait.
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caroldantops · 2 years
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i refuse to let go of sugar mommy wanda. her being sneaky n swapping out your card for a copy of hers, so you don’t even realise you’ve been using her account. “hey wands, what’s this?” “what’s what, honey?” knowing damn well what’s what. “i spent so much money today, it’s not here?” referring to your bank statement. “oh, well that is funny, maybe there’s an issue with your bank? card maybe?” this smug shit smirking the whole, checking your card with a “what did you do” look on your face, audibly gasping when you see. “wanda, what did you do?” her giggling at you and motioning for you to come closer. “i knew my stubborn girl would never agree to using my card, so i just.. went along and helped you a little that’s all.” “but it’s- wanda, i spent so much!” “sweet girl, if you keep calling me wanda, i’m gonna spank you for every purchase you made.” “but…” “princess…” she says in that mommy voice she has, and that head tilt thing. “i’m sorry mommy,” you’re whispering now. “it’s just so much” she clears her throat. “hey, pretty princess? you know my favourite thing in the world is taking care of you, right? give all those icky thoughts to mommy, baby.” you chuckle and joke about her turning your brain off, which makes wanda smirk at you, “later, honey. why don’t you show mommy what bought first?” 🔑
ye syes yes yes yes yes yes yes pls.
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ravenromanova · 6 months
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Milaya Devushka (sweet girl)
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Pairings: Bucky x Female reader x Wanda
Warnings: SMUT!!! DO NOT READ IF YOUR UNDER 18+! porn with plot, Daddy kink, Mommy kink, Slight metal arm kink, Oral ( m to f and f to f), unprotected sex, slight manipulation, DO NOT READ IF YOU’RE UNDERAGE! use of russian nicknames, established relationship between bucky and reader, reader has similar powers to wanda.
Summary: A little witch has been using her magic to put thoughts into yours and Bucky’s head.
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Your skin was hot, you couldn’t breathe, your body felt like it was on fire.
Wanda was on top of you with Bucky in between your thighs. She was riding your face as he played with your pussy. What you felt was electric it felt like nothing you’ve ever known before.
But of course right as the dream was getting good you jumped awake in a sweat. Once you calmed down you rolled over and kissed your sweet boyfriend awake. He groaned as you peppered his face with kisses. Bucky was quick to roll over and pull you in by your waist and you giggled in response.
“Mornin’ doll” His voice was gravely as he finally spoke. Your hands found their way to his stubbled cheeks as you continued your attack on his face.
“Morning Jamie” You spike softly as you admired the super solider laying next to you. The two of you spent a few more minutes in your cocoon before begrudgingly getting up to start the day. After you did your morning routine you walked into the kitchen of the compound to make some coffee.
You were finishing up in the kitchen when Wanda walked in very perky. “Morning y/n” She said as she went to find something to eat.
“Morning witchy, Whatcha up to today?” You asked the younger avenger and she blushed at the nickname.
“I was just planning on training today, why what’s up?” Your brain went fuzzy as she talked. Suddenly your mind was filled with thoughts of her lips all over you. You shook your head to get the thoughts out before finding the words to respond.
“Oh i was just wondering if you wanted to watch a movie with me and Bucky later” Your question made Wanda’s already happy smile grow bigger.
“I would love to!!” She responded excitedly before she was she had to go or else Nat would beat her ass. You chuckled softly as the witch ran away but you were quickly distracted once you felt a hair of hands on your waist.
“Hi my love” You say happily as you hand him his coffee. He takes the coffee and then kissed your cheek before sitting down at the island with you. The two of you discuss your day and you mentioned that Wanda was going to join you for movie night.
“So does this mean we are finally going to start with our plan?” He asks wiggling his eyebrows. And you shook your head and took his hand to finish the plan. You and Bucky had been crushing on the witch ever since you met her. She had helped Steve save you and Bucky from hydra. You and him were partners in hydra and they had used you to keep him in check. They had also given you similar powers to Wanda, you were able to move things with your mind, see and hear people’s thoughts along with having a small dose of the serum.
After the team had saved the two of you and everything had settled down the three of you got really close. All three of you experienced similar trauma, you and wanda had similar powers, and few and Bucky had the whole tortured soul thing they shared. It was a fast and sudden connection the two of you had to Wanda. So after a few months of mutual pining from the three of you you and Bucky came up with a plan to seduce Wanda.
The plan has started with just some casual flirting along with some gentle touches from you two to Wanda. And once you saw her reactions to that you started asking her to hang out more. But then one day during training you heard Wanda’s thoughts. ‘Step one complete’ the young witch thigh to herself and then you saw Bucky bright red with a tent in his pants avoiding her gaze.
That’s when it clicked, she was the reason for your less than PG thoughts about her. So after that discovery you and him had a very long conversation on how to trick the witch into thinking all of this was her idea. Luckily for you two she was so easily manipulated ask it took was some ‘accidental’ touches, small gestures and sweet complements and she was putty in your hands.
But she still thought she was the one manipulating you two. Wanda had continued to insert herself in your dreams and thoughts. She walked around the compound for weeks thinking her plan was working.
Fast forward to the present where you and Bucky were adding the finishing touches to your plan. Movie night was the last step. You two had picked out some of Wanda’s favorite snacks, movies and drinks before setting up a fort in your room. You had told Wanda to meet you in your room around 7 and just like the good girl she is she was right on time.
Bucky had gotten off the bed and opened the door revealing the cutest witch in her hoodie and shorts. “Hi milaya devushka” he greeted as he took her hand and led her to the bed where you were.
“H-Hi” The redhead blushed at the name as she settled down next to you. Your heart swelled at her shyness as she got sandwiched in between you and Bucky. She look around and saw the setup you and him and made and you saw her green eyes light up.
“Did you two do this for me?” She asked as her heart was filled with ash much happiness and love.
“We did moya lyubov” You replied softly as you placed a hand on her thigh. You could see her breath get caught in her throat as you touched her as well as hearing her thoughts. Wanda became even more flustered at the name you gave her.
“This is so sweet thank you lyubovs” Wandas voice came out breathless as she looked in between you and the solider. Bucky ever so slyly put his metal hand on her other thigh to test her reaction. And luckily for you two it was very clear she wanted you two as bad as you wanted her.
“Let’s get movie night started” Bucky said as he grabbed the remote and put on the first Addams family. The three of you settled into a comfortable silence for most of the movie up, until you and Bucky started to day dream about Wanda. And this time you both were having the same one.
Bucky was fucking you from the back as you were in all fours eating Wanda out.
The two of you had tried to focus on the movie but it was getting harder and harder. So the both of you decided to say fuck it and moved your hands up her thigh. You were the first to initiate more intimate touching. Your fingers slowly ran up and down the side of her body and she trembled slightly.
Bucky then moved his hand up her chest and started groping her. Wanda threw her head back as she relished in the moment thinking her plan worked.
“Please” She whimpered as your fingers find their way to the hem of her shorts.
“Please what milaya devushka?” Bucky taunted as his hand found its way under her hoodie.
“please fuck me” She begged looking in between you and Bucky. That’s all it took for you to flick your wrist leaving the redhead naked on your bed.
“So pretty moya lyubov” You whispered as you began to kiss and suck dark marks on her neck. Bucky was quick to dip two of his metal fingers into her dripping pussy. She nuzzled her face into your shoulder biting back her moans at the intrusion. It was all happening so far she couldn’t wrap her mind around it, she was finally getting what she wanted.
As Bucky was two fingers deep in her you straddled her waist and bright one of her nipples in your mouth. Wanda let out a wanton moan at the immense pleasure she was feeling. You could tell she was close so you leaned over and started rubbing her clit.
“oh f-fuck” She whimpered as Bucky and you picked up the unrelenting peace. She felt the coil in her stomach builds up as Bucky curled his fingers and hit her g-spot. Within a matter of moments she was coming undone on Bucky’s fingers.
“Oh my fucking god” Wanda’s words came out broken and hoarse and you and Bucky laugh at the breathless witch.
“Oh we aren’t done with you yet little witch- you know all those dreams we’ve been having? why don’t we make them come true?” You asked with a raised brow and she went red.
“W-What dreams?” She asked with faux innocence and a puppy dog look.
You and Bucky shared a knowing look before you turned your attention back to her. “ We know what you’ve been doing little witch” He husked in her ears before he kissed beneath her ear.
“I-I haven’t been doing anything” The witch protests as she shook her head and the tips of her ears turned red.
“Oh baby there’s no sense in denying it when we’ve known about them all along. See me and dear sweet James had come up with a plan to make you ours… and that was when i overheard you thinking to yourself about your plan. To which me and him let you think this was all your idea…but in all reality little witch… you’ve been subjected to our plan “ You admit as you crawl down the witch’s body kissing her along the way. Wanda’s face goes from red to redder as you confess. Her thoughts run as she gets lost in the feeling of your lips on her.
She doesn’t even get to respond to your confession because you immediately dive into her like a woman starved. Your tongue found its way through her already wet folds. You moan at the taste of her juices as you relentlessly eat her. Wanda grips the sheets tight as you make your way to her clit and suck.
“Oh fuck mommy” She groans once you add two fingers. Bucky is quick to take advantage of your position and comes up behind you with his erect cock. He runs his length up and down your slit before pushing it in and letting out a guttural moan.
“Yes daddy” You groan as he bottoms out and starts thrusting. The room is filled salacious sound and moans as the three of you pleasure each other.
Wanda is close to her second orgasm and you your first as you sloppily eat her pussy.
“Fuck mommy right there!!” She screams as you hit her g-spot and suck her clit. As Bucky chases his high his thrusts become harder which leads you to moan into Wanda which makes her cum a second time.
“FUCK MOMMY!!” Her moan damn near breaks the sound barrier as her orgasm rips through her. But you don’t stop fucking her until you cum.
“Oh fuck yes daddy fuck right there” You let out a broken moan as he hits the right spot and squirt on his cock. Bucky’s orgasm is quick to follow yours and he thrust into to keep his cum right where it is.
“Fucking hell” He sighs as he pulls out and collapses on the bed next to Wanda and you follow behind. The three of you are a panting mess as you settle down from your highs.
“So- Uh is this a one time thing?” Wanda is the first to break the silence with her small yet soft voice. Both you and Bucky place a hand on her cheek and give each other a look before looking back at her.
“Hell no” You two say in unison before you pull her into a heated kiss and then Bucky does the same.
“Good” She whispers as she looks at the two of you with so much love in her eyes. That night the three of you end up having sex more time than you can count testing both Bucky’s super soliderness and your and Wanda’s powers to the limits.
And boy was it the best way to start a new and loving relationship.
~the end~
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aalyssah · 1 year
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Wrong
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Pairing: Mom's!Bestfriend!Wanda x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Angst/Fluff. Smut. Choking, Degrading,Dildo, Fingering, Humiliation, Mommy Kink, Praise, Vibrator, and maybe more.
Word Count: 3,740
Summary: You Mom's best friend has taking a liking in you.
A/N: Your Mom is Natasha. Hope you enjoy!
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You just graduated college and you were going to see your mom. You were excited to see her because the only time you talk to her is through phone.
Her best friend Wanda has been living there after a nasty breakup with her ex-boyfriend Vision. She was a beautiful women last time you've seen her. She took your room so you don't know what she did to it before you left.
You pulled up through the drive through seeing two cars. You walked up to the door and unlocked it with the key. You instantly saw the difference between now and before you left. Pictures of you and your mom and Wanda was there.
"OMG SWEETIE. I MISSED YOU!" You heard your mom yelled. She grabbed you, pulling you in a tight hug. "M-mom I c-can't b-breathe." You said struggling to say the sentence "Oh I'm sorry I just missed you!" She said letting you go.
"God you're so pretty." She played with your hair a little "Thanks Mom." That's when Wanda walked in. "Omg! Hey Lyubov you look so pretty!" You looked at Wanda and felt like you were gonna creme your panties.
Wanda was even more beautiful than before. Her brown/red color hair falls down her shoulders, the way her green eyes lighten up when she saw you, her body looked perfect in outfit.
You were stunned "Sweetheart you remember Wanda? Right?" You mom said snapping you out of your thoughts. "Y-yeah. Hi Wanda." You were probably a blushing mess. Silence filled the room as you and Wanda looked at each other.
"So, are you hungry?" Your mom broke the silence "Yes. I haven't ate anything since last night." You answer honestly. You knew how your mom was when you didn't eat food. "Y/n you know you should be eating." She scolded you lightly. You just smiled as she walked into the kitchen.
You sat on the couch and Wanda followed you "Well, how was college?" Wanda tried making conversation "Um it was good." Another silence filled the room. Your eyes trailed down her body as her jean fit perfectly around her waist and her black shirt showed her curves.
She watched as your eyes roamed over her. She felt like a goddess being observed by you and she couldn't help but, do the same. This was the woman that helped your mom raise you.
She was practically your second mom and the thoughts you had of this woman were wrong. "I made you favorite!" Your mom came in with some food "Awe thanks mom you didn't have too." You started eating the food moaning at the taste.
"So you got a boyfriend yet?" Your mom said making you choke on your food "Mom!" You yelled blushing "What? I just wanna know if my daughter have a love interest?" You ignored the question and changed the subject "Well mom where do I sleep?" You asked.
"Um I'm sorry Wanda is in your room. You could take the couch or-" You cut her off "Oh no! I'm not sleeping on that rock I'll just sleep with Wanda." Over the years you've slept on that couch and all it causes is back problems.
You would rather take the risk sleeping with Wanda than back problems. You looked at Wanda and saw her smiling at you. It gave you butterflies but, you pushed them away.
"I know we need a new couch it hurts my butt!"Your mom agreed. You finished your food "Imma go get my bags out the car." You got up and made your way to your car. You grabbed bags and felt a hand on your shoulder.
Jumping you turned back and saw Wanda inches away from your face. "Your mom told me to help you." She smiled. You just stood there like an idiot staring at her. You mumbled a 'thanks' and walked away.
Wanda was still at the car smiling 'Soon you will be mine." She thought grabbing your bags.
Later In The Day
You were sitting on the hard couch and your mom walked in. "Y/n me and Wanda are going to go in the hot tub. Do you wanna go?" You shot up fast "Wait! You have a hot tub?!" You asked surprise "Yeah we got it a couple of months before you left." You said 'Yes' and ran to change into your bathing suit.
You walked out and your mom and Wanda was already in. As you slowly got closer you could see Wanda's bathing suit. It revealed her big breast and you could fully see her hourglass figure. Her skin looked like it was glowing.
You stepped in and moaned "Wow this feels relaxing!" You smiled putting your head back "It really is! Especially after a long day at work." Your mom said "Or if your body is sore." Wanda added.
Her voice was smooth when she is relaxed. There was a comfortable silence for a couple of minutes. "How old are you now Y/n?" Wanda asked breaking the silence "20" You said. "Oh, I'm sorry I missed your birthday, I'll have to give you a late present." She suggested "You don't have to but thanks." You smiled gratefully.
"Dang it was just like yesterday you were 18 packing your bags to go to college." She said making your mom 'hmm' in agreement "They grow up so fast." You rolled your eyes and laughed because of the saying.
"Stop growing up! You're making me feel old!" Your mom playfully yelled making everyone laugh. God! Wanda's laugh will never stop making you have butterflies. "Alright guys I have a meeting tomorrow so I'll turn in early." Nat got out, leaving the two of you alone across from each other.
"Tell me how it feels to be back." She said scooting closer to be beside you"Omg it feels amazing! I misse-" You stopped talking when you felt Wanda's hand touch your thigh. "You missed what?" She asked looking at you like she wasn't doing anything.
"I-uh my mom." You stuttered "Yeah did you miss your mommy?" You almost choked on air because of the way she was talking to you. While in college you've had a mommy kink and your friends would tease you about it so, when Wanda said 'Mommy' you were about to die.
"Y-yes." You said looking around making sure your mom wasn't near "What's wrong Y/n? You don't like my touch?" She asked tilting her head to the side. "I-I I'm tired." You quickly got up, rushing to you and Wanda's shared room. You grabbed clothes from your bag and went to take a shower.
Wanda's POV
Y/n is so shy and it's cute. I can hear her thoughts and she's always think of me in the most sexual ways possible and I'm starting to loose my cool.
I just want to know what she would look like laying down on her back with me worshipping her pretty pussy but, I don't wanna break Natasha by fucking her daughter so it's confusing. To say that I'm in love with my best friends daughter is wrong but, when it's Y/n we can let it slide.
I got out the tub and went inside to the room I'm supposed to share with her. I saw her underwear from what she was wearing this morning and took it. I sniffed it and smiled. She smelled like heaven and she probably tastes like it.
I sleep in a bra and panties so I changed and laided down waiting for Y/n to come to bed. That's when I heard the bathroom door open.
You walked out in shorts and a long shirt and saw Wanda waiting in bed. She smiled at you patting the right side of the bed. You slowly walked over and lifted the covers to see her only in a bra and panties and you couldn't take your eyes off.
It was like a her body was a magnet and your the metal. Your attracted. You laid down and turned so your back was facing her. She draped her arm over your side and you tensed up.
"Why so tense Malysh?"(My Love) When she spoke Russian it was so hot, it was almost like she knew everything you liked. You brushed her off and went to sleep.
Wanda's POV
I was getting kind of tired of Y/n pushing me off. I know she wants it but, she was playing hard to get. Maybe for the sake of her mom but, if she wasn't gonna give me what I wanted, I will take it.
I pulled the blanket off her and slowly pulled her shirt up. I could see the imprint of her nipples hard and perky. I squeezing them gently making sure she didn't wake up and she let out a moan.
It was so hot, my hand went to her butt rubbing and squeezing it wondering what it would be like to spank it. I slowly pulled her shorts off making sure she didn't wake up. Once they were off I finally got a good look at her underwear.
A red cotton set that matches her bra with a bow in the front, at this point she must be teasing me. I could see the wet patch from her. I slowly rubbed it making her jump. I secretly wanted her to wake up so, she can see what's happening.
The way her body reacted to her being sleep was making me me imagine how it would be if she was awake. I had enough teasing and pulled them down.
I was met with her pretty puffy pussy that was glistening on the lights from her wetness. I moaned at the sight and dragged my finger up her slit and put it to my mouth.
Just as I thought she tasted sweet. I could tell that I would be addicted to her without even having to eat her out. I leaned down and licked a strip along her slit. She moaned a little and moved but, I held her hips down.
I began sucking on her lips and used my hand to rub slow circles on her clit. She tasted so good and at this point I didn't care if she woke up. I stuck my tongue in her and sucked. That's when she started stirring out of her sleep.
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You drifted out of your sleep to hear sucking noises? You opened your eyes and was met with the dark but, you felt something down there. You pulled the covers off and almost screamed but, Wanda put her hand on to your mouth.
She took her mouth off you. "Shh you wouldn't want your mom walking in on us, would we?" She smirked dipping her moth in your core. You rolled your eyes to the back of you head. You felt ashamed.
The women was like your second mom and she was eating you out in the room next to your Mom. "Darling don't feel ashamed you like this." She said trying to convince you.
She pushed two fingers in you "Ahh-" you tried not to moan but, your body was betraying you. "God you sound so pretty." Wanda praised you. She increased her speed plunging her fingers in and out of you. She brought her mouth back to your clit licking and sucking on it.
"I-I" You struggled to get out "Use your words." Wanda urged you. "I-I need to c-cum." You felt disgusted saying that but, your body says otherwise. You've been focusing on college and not your sexual needs this felt way too good.
"Good girl." She praised as you came undone. Shaking uncontrollably and whining. You mumbled 'Thank You' over and over again. "Mommy's got you." She assured. Grabbing a rag and cleaning the mess you made. You were too fucked out to understand anything so you just sat there and let her clean you up.
"You did so good for me." She praised brushing hair out you face "Goodnight Lyubov." She said holding you so your back is against her stomach.
Next Morning
You woke up and instantly felt guilt. You remember what happened and you felt horrible. Your moms best friend fingered you with her in the next room. That was a one time thing and it will never happen again or it won't be talked about .
"Good morning Y/n." Wanda said beside you smiling. You tried getting out of her hold but, she didn't let up. "What's wrong why are you running from mommy?" She asked running circles on your back. "Wanda what we did last night was a mistake! It can't happen again!"
You said serious but Wanda just smiled.
"Sweetheart you weren't saying that last night." She teased you "Wanda I'm serious!" "So am I. Y/n I'm going to tell you right now that, that wasn't the last time we're doing that." Her expression change from smiling to serious. "Why are you denying me? You could barley form a sentence last night." She told you.
You heard enough and needed air so you wiggled out her hold and went outside. You felt like you're the reason your mom isn't gonna trust you anymore but, it wasn't entirely your fault. You thought about what Wanda said 'This isn't the last time.'
When you were a teenager you always thought she was beautiful but, never this way. You do gotta admit it felt good but, it was wrong. You needed advice and There's only one person that can help you.
Your. Mom.
It might sound crazy but, she knows how to help so you were gonna ask her what to do. She was at the meeting so all you had to do was wait and make up a story to hide y'all names.
In The Afternoon
Natasha walked in and saw you on the couch looking worried. "Hey, what's wrong." She asked putting her bags down. "Mom I need some advice." "Ok what's up?" She said listening. "So my friend Jamie's mom has a best friend name Tracy and Jamie likes Tracy but, Jamie doesn't want to mess up Tracy and her mom's relationship. What should Jamie do?"
Natasha paused for a second trying to think of something to say "Well, if Tracy makes Jamie happy then they should stay together because if the Mom also trusts Tracy then she should let them be together." She said "O-ok thanks Mom." You got up and hugged her.
"No problem." She hugged back "By the way Wanda wanted me to tell you to get ready because she is going to take you to get your birthday present." You rolled your eyes "I told her she didn't have too." You said going to the room "She won't take 'no' for an answer."
You went and got dressed and waited for her. Wanda came in staring daggers at your body "Ready to go?" You nodded and went to the mall.
"Go on baby and pick anything you want." You felt your heart tug at the pet name "Don't call me that." You mumbled walking away. You felt a sharp pain to your head only for it to be Wanda grabbing your hair "Don't talk back to mommy." She let you go and you went to a clothes store.
Meanwhile Wanda went to a sex shop and got you a "Little" present. You finished and she paid and y'all went home.
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Your mom had to work all night again so it was just you and Wanda. "Show me what you got Lyubov." She said. You grabbed the shopping bag and pulled out the clothes and started showing her. You finished smiling "I got you something too." She said making you excited "Ooo! What is it?"
She pulled out a box and gave it to you. You opened the box and felt your face heat up. It was a dildo and vibrator. "Do you like it?" She asked smiling. "I-uh-" She turned mean so fast
You don't like it?" She said, her eyes started glowing red.
"No no I like it." You let out an awkward laugh "Oh yeah? Good, good." Her eyes turned back normal. "How about we try it out?" She said making your eyes grow "W-what?" You couldn't believe she would buy you this and use it on you.
"D-did I s-stutter?" She mocked . "No." You mumbled "No what?" She asked "No mommy." You mumbled "Good girl now come on and let's go to the room." She guided you to the room and laid against the head board.
"Come here." She said patting the spot between her legs. You made your over and sat there. She spread your legs and traced circles around the waist band of your panties "Are you gonna be good for mommy?" She asked.
You stayed silent. As much as you wanted it, thoughts just came to your mom. "Don't think about your mom, think about your mommy." She said taking off your pants and panties.
Her hands played with your clit, smirking as you squirmed around "Tell me to stop. Tell me you don't want me." She urged you, but you couldn't. Truth be told, you wanted to fuck her, but you would be betraying your mom.
She didn't get a responds so she slowly ran her finger up and and down your slit and enter you with a groan "God you feel so tight. Imagine if I had a dick. There would be mini me's and you's running around." She said making you moan.
"Oh you like this? So much for being a mom's girl. Your mommy's little baby." She said grabbing the dildo and pushing it in you. "Mommy." You breathy moaned. "How does it feel?" You were too busy focus on the dildo plunging in and out of you.
“We just started at your fucked out already?" She teased going slower "Wouldn't want you cumming too early." She said "You whine from getting your orgasm taken away "Hey we don't whine around here." She said slapping your clit making a wet noise and you jump.
She grabbed the vibrator and turn it in the lowest setting "We're gonna work our way to the top." She said rubbing circle with vibrator.
You whine and turn it up to the highest and adjusted it to your liking "Oh wow! I didn't know you like this that much!" Wanda said in surprise.
Your back was against Wanda front body and she was watching as you enjoyed yourself. Watching you get worked up turned her in so she put her hand in her underwear.
She played with her clit. Moan if at the feeling. She couldn't take it anymore so she grabbed the vibrator out your hand and grabbed a strap from the bag and attached the dildo.
She entered you so fast you jerked from the switch. "Gonna take it like a good girl?" You nodded as she pounding into you. She grabbed the vibrator and lit it against your clit making you scream in pleasure.
You laid limp with drool coming out the side of your mouth. She position you into doggystyle "You don't think I'm finished. Do you?" She said laughing "Give me another she said staring back up.
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Hours went by and you didn't even notice. The only thing on your mind was the way Wanda was fucking your guts out. Organism after organism came and Wanda didn't dare stop let alone slow down.
Your screams could probably be heard all the way in another continent and that made Wanda even more cocky to keep going.
Natasha's POV
I pulled in the driveway and got my bags out the car. I unlocked the door and was instantly met with the smell of sex. I also heard yelling and moaning.
Suspiciously I walked through the hallway and heard all the noise coming from Y/n's room. I cracked the door and was kind of shocked by what I saw.
Wanda was pounding MY DAUGHTER with a strap on. Y/n looked fucked out. Drool coming out her mouth, Eyes rolled to the back of her head. It looked like they were out of a porno.
I say kind of because I've seen the way Wanda looks at her and how Y/n gets flustered easily. She was never like that before she came back and it only happened when Wanda and her 'runited'. Also, it added with the fact Y/n was asking me about Moms best friend and relationships and when I thought about Wanda and her it all started to make sense.
"WHAT THE FUCK!?"
Y/n's POV
I lost my train of thought because I was getting fucked by Wanda.
“WHAT THE FUCK!?"
That voice, you knew that voice all too well. Your MOM. "M-mo-om?" You struggled to get out. Wanda pulled out looking a nervous scared. She meant to talk to Nat about this. "This wasn't the way I wanted you to find out."
Wanda said breathing heavy. "What do you mean Wanda?! You're fucking my daughter!" Natasha said angrily. "I know I know I'm sorry. It's just we have a connection that you can feel. Yeah I might of raised her like my daughter but, she is more than that to me." Wanda said almost having tears slip out your eyes.
Natasha sighed. "Look Maximoff. I know you better than anyone else and if you make my daughter happy, you make me happy." She said making you breathe other in relief. "But." 'Oh no'. "If you EVER and I mean EVER hurt my daughter I will skin you alive right in front of her. You understand?"
Wanda gulped down a little fear "Oh you won't have to worry about that. This is my little girl." She said thrusting hard in you making you whimper. "I'll let y'all do what you want but, keep it down I'm sleeping." Nat walked out to the bathroom.
You didn't hold back, flipping Wanda over so you’re on top of her and kissing her with so much passion. You bounced up and down, moaning in each others mouth, and making love.
Natasha in the other room wide awake hearing your moans and endless praises coming from Wanda was a proud mother. She didn't care about how loud you were being. All she wanted was for you to be happy.
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cobiehill · 2 years
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Is Your Husband Home?
pairing: milf!wandamaximoff x femalebabysitter!reader
warnings: 18+ top!wanda, mommy kink, praise kink, fingering, slight use of powers, alcohol mention, age gap, wanda is a milf! (reader is 18+) minors dni!!
w/c: 1525
summary: wanda doesn't wait for her husband to leave before having her way with reader
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You’d been babysitting the twins at the Maximoff residence for just over two years now. Unbeknownst to the twin’s father, you’d been quietly seeing Wanda after a drunken encounter a couple of weeks back.
Although Wanda had always been very forward and flirty towards you, it was still a new, and quite scary territory for you.
Especially since she had insisted on still leaving fleeting touches and cheek kisses on you while Vision was still in  the house. Sometimes even in the room.
He was sweet, and painfully naive, and you couldn’t fight off the feeling of guilt when he’d talk so highly of you or state that you were practically part of the family.
Wanda would beam and pull you into her side.
“I don’t know what I’d do without her.” she’d reply, cool and confident as ever.
It was late August, and you’d just managed to put the boys down to bed, when you headed down the stairs and were promptly greeted by the couple.
“You’re home early” you commented, smiling as you looked between the pair. Vision busied himself instantly, gathering his laptop and heading towards the kitchen counter. Wanda stayed put, her eyes fixed on your frame.
“Indeed we are” Vision responded “I hope you don’t mind. We’ll pay you for the full time, of course.”
“It’s no bother” You assured, and Wanda smirked, inching herself closer towards you.
“Date night got cut short” She said in a low voice, throwing her gaze over to her husband, who was already in his own little world, engrossed in his screen. “Vis had a call…emergency reports to be done, or whatever”.
She looked a little pissed off, but that was short lived as she turned to face you, taking your hands into her own.
“Why don’t you keep me company for a little while? Your shift isn’t over yet.” her tone was sweet, however the look in her eyes said otherwise.
“Great idea darling!” Vision chirped, blissfully unaware of the ideas his wife had in mind for you.
Twenty minutes later you found yourself in their brand new hot tub, having borrowed one of Wanda’s swimsuits. The sun had begun to set and you watched Wanda finish off the last of her wine, the remaining light from the sun bouncing off her features. She looked radiant, and you found yourself staring, still rendered speechless by how beautiful she looked despite having known her for so long. Once the glass had been put down, she redirected her attention towards you.
“You look so pretty in my clothes.” she stated, her eyes raking you up and down. 
You weren’t sure you could class her skimpy two piece you were wearing as clothes, however you accepted her compliment gratefully. She didn’t miss the way your cheeks darkened, a sense of pride overcoming her.
“I was thinking about you all night” she added quietly, her hand coming to rest on your knee under the water while her thumbs brushed over the skin. 
You jolted at the small touch, eyes shooting back over towards the house, where you could see Vision through the window, sat at the counter in the dimly lit room. Wanda followed your gaze with a dry laugh.
“Don’t worry about him darling” she whispered, her hand beginning to trail up your thigh “He’ll be working for hours.”
You gave an unsure nod as you felt her fingertips come into contact with your underwear.
“Are you sure we should be doing this right now?” You questioned.
Wanda looked at you as though you’d asked her the most ridiculous question in the world.
Instead of an immediate response, you felt her fingers toy around, adding pressure to your clit beneath the fabric.
You did want to, and Wanda knew that.
“Just keep quiet” her voice was barely a whisper “You can do that for mommy, right?”
The heat between your legs intensified and you nodded. This felt wrong, but you soon missed the feeling of her as she guided you by your shoulders so that you had your back facing the house. She took her place beside you, a sickly smirk appearing on her face.
“Use your words, you can do it.” she urged, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. You squirmed under her gaze. A look of adoration and hunger adorning her features as she awaited your response. 
“Yes mommy, I can be quiet” You whisper, almost inaudibly. You mentally celebrate as her hand returned to your underwear, slipping her fingers below the waistband.
She moved painfully slowly, and you couldn’t help but flinch when she came into contact with your exposed core, drawing lines down your folds before connecting her fingertips to your clit. 
Her touch was almost too light and you bit back a whine, attempting to move your hips to gain friction.
She frowned.
“I need you to be still, baby, understand?”
You went to respond, but before you had a chance, she flicked her free hand, red whisps escaping them and you felt your thighs pressing down to the seat with an invisible force.
She looked down at you with a proud grin and leaned in towards your ear.
“All better” she spoke, leaving goosebumps down your neck, which were soon forgotten when she rolled the bundle of nerves between your legs with her thumb, a satisfied sigh escaping her lips.
You struggled against her powers, wanting nothing more than to chase the release you so desperately longed for.
“Relax baby. Mommy’s going to take care of you tonight. Mommy knows how to make you feel good” Wanda reassured, her voice soft, enjoying the power she had over you. The way your breathing faltered when she played with you the way she knew you liked it.
You let out a small whimper as you felt two fingers enter you at a torturously slow pace.
“You’re so wet already” she noted to herself “My perfect girl”
To your delight, she began to thrust her digits into you, building up a quicker pace, her eyes not leaving your own as she watched your arousal grow.
You whined again, to which Wanda pressed a finger against your lips to shush you. You took this opportunity to take it into your mouth and Wanda raised an eyebrow.
“Not so worried about Vis now, huh?” She asked with a chuckle.
You swirled your tongue against her finger and she pushed in another. Humming softly as you took them.
“Whatever keeps you quiet” she mumbled, quickening her pace. You squeezed your eyes shut as you felt your lower stomach begin to tighten. Her fingers curled inside you as her thumb reached to circle your clit once more.
“No no” she pressed, removing the fingers from your mouth to cup your face. “Eyes open baby. Mommy wants you to look at her when you come”.
Wanda used her other hand to reach underneath your bra, your nipples hardening as she pinched at the bud, a low laugh escaping her as you leaned further into her grip. Your thighs ached from attempting to push against her restraint, and you let out a groan as she worked at your body, feeling yourself getting closer. You wanted nothing more than to feel her mouth against your own as you reached your high and the older woman seemed to realise this. You’d forgotten how easy it was for her to read you.
“I know baby” she cooed “You can kiss mommy all you like when we’re alone”
This statement reinforced your earlier worry, twisting to look behind you to see if you’d been caught out. Wanda tutted, gripping your chin firmly once again.
“What did mommy tell you, detka? Eyes on me.”
“I’m close mommy” You moaned, breathing heavy and she twisted her fingers inside of you, thumb caressing your clit faster than before.
“You can let go now, princess” she whispered, watching your body jerk under her control as you came undone.
Her hands remained in their position, eventually slowing down as she helped you ride out your high.
Your mind was swimming as the sensation overcame you, heightened by the way her eyes drilled into you.
“There she is” Wanda spoke finally, pride glowing in her face as she admired you, weak and dizzy in front of her. “You did so well for me baby”.
You blushed deeply as you felt her powers loosen you from their grip. She ran the tips over her fingers over your cheeks, coaxing you out of your trance.
“Such a good girl.” she praised once more. You were sure you could’ve managed another round, however you were ripped out of this daydream when she reached for her empty glass and began to stand up and make her way out of the tub.
You hadn’t realised the look on your face was so obvious until Wanda tilted her head at you with a smirk.
“It’s okay detka, we still have tomorrow.” She flashed you a wicked grin as she held out a towel for you. “Now lets see if my husband can make himself useful and fix us another glass of wine”.
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littlemissomega · 1 year
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Big Girl Thoughts
Warnings: smut, overstimulation, mommy kink, begging. Wanda being condescending, degrading
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"Oh are you a little sensitive?" Wanda croons mockingly
"M-mommy!" Y/N whimpers.
"Come on, sweetie, answer Mommy's question!"
Y/N's grip on the sheets tightens as and turns her head and buries it in the pillow, attempting to quiet her moans. She jumps when a slap lands on her thigh.
"Now now now, none of that! Mommy's working so hard for all those pretty sounds! Now answer my question, or I'll keep going all night!!"
Wanda adds another finger to Y/N's dripping pussy as though to say she means it.
"So sensitive Mommy! So so so sensitive! Ngjdjf mommyyy it hurts so good!" Y/N whines, the last of her pride melting away.
"Good girl. Cum again for Mommy like a good little slut,"
Y/N mewls and whimpers fill the room as Wanda's fingers fill her pussy. The suction toys on Y/N clit increases a setting.
"C-oohh can't Mommy! Too m-much!" Y/N gasps.
"Oh really? Do you need a break?" The suction toy goes down a setting, giving Y/N's nerve a little bit of relief.
She should have noticed the mock kindness in Wanda's voice, but Y/N head is too fuzzy and holes are too full to think righ, so she nods wuickky.
"Uh huh! Please Mommy, please please please, 's too much!" She begs.
"And did you come up with that thought all by yourself, silly baby?" Wanda asks, tilting her head.
It clicks in her head and Y/N whimpers, squirming in Wanda's grasp as she realizes her mistake.
"Mommyyyyyy…."
"Cause you know what Mommy's told you about thinking! You're too much of a dumb baby for such big girl thoughts! Let Mommy do the thinking for you…."
The suction toy turns to the strongest setting, and Y/N let's out a silent scream; her pussy clenching down on Wanda's fingers.
"Good girlll! You look so pretty when you cum all over my fingers, button" Wanda croons, still pumping her fingers in and out, Y/N's cum dripping down her wrist.
Y/N lets how desperate babbles as all the stimulation continues after so many intense orgasms.
"Mommy mommy mommy mommy mommyyyyy," Y/N whimpers.
"Awwww cutie! Doesn't it feel good?"
"Nghdbbbfhfud n-oohh noo no more Mommyy," she babbles, trying to squirm away from Wanda.
"Oh it doesn't feel good? Now we've gotta do something about that, don't wr?"
Then, everything stops. Y/N lets out a whimper of relief and goes slack against the mattress. She doesn't even notice Wanda's shuffling until the tip of Wanda's strap is rubbing against her puffy pussy lips.
Y/N starts crying from sensitivity and tries pushing Wanda away from her.
"Cut it out," Wanda snaps firmly, spanking y/n's pussy, "Mommy's gonna take good care of her babygirl… "
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