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Captured Part III

Dark! Wandanat x Villain/Mutant! F! Reader

Ch. 1 Ch. 2

AO3: Captured

Summary: You and your mutant friends have been in hiding due to the havoc you all wreaked over the past few years. One day, you all decided to make your presence known and rob one of the largest federal reserve banks in the U.S.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned for you.

Word count: 2.8K

Warnings: Non-con, oral, strap-on, face sitting, fingering, dom/sub, mind manipulation

The bedroom seemed to cocoon itself in a soft, dim glow as the minutes ticked by. The air, once thick with tension, now held a reassuring warmth that cradled your senses.

The atmosphere became a sanctuary of stillness, charged with an otherworldly energy that began to weave a sense of calmness.

Natasha, lying next to you, broke the silence with a pleased hum as her hand snaked around your clothed waist. Wanda's fingers continued to thread through your hair and the initial unease you felt from Wanda’s touch earlier was now a soothing balm to your senses.

The confined space became comforting, offering a sense of intimacy and closeness. The shadows that clung to the corners of the room now seemed like protective guardians, casting a soft, assuasive embrace around the three of you.

The once-intense gaze in Wanda’s eyes softened and her touch became a genuine source of relaxation.

"You're ours now." Wanda whispered. The murmur of something darker now felt like a distant echo, replaced by a profound sense of peace.

Wanda leaned in with deliberate slowness. The room fell silent, as if the shadows themselves held their breath in anticipation. Her lips, soft and full, were pressed against your own.

The kiss carried an unexpected electricity, a blend of desire that left you both nervous and wanting. As the kiss deepened, Natasha's presence loomed over you, a silent accomplice in this twisted dance of manipulation. Her eyes, now gleaming with a predatory hunger, seemed to devour the vulnerability that Wanda had expertly coaxed from you.

Wanda's powers continued to weave a tapestry of control, amplifying the intensity of the kiss. It was a paradoxical experience — each touch, each caress, held a seductive allure that fueled the flames of desire, yet beneath it all lay the undeniable truth that you were but a pawn in a game orchestrated by both women.

A siren blared in your mind. It was a warning, an instinctive realization that the pleasure derived from this unholy union was merely a façade concealing a much darker agenda. However, an outside force pushed those thoughts aside.

Natasha’s hand slipped underneath your black shirt, relishing the warmth of your skin. Her fingers danced across your skin, tracing patterns on your abdomen before moving lower. Wanda joined in, their hands working in unison, exploring every inch of your body as you lay there, completely vulnerable and trusting in their care.

"Let's get you out of these clothes." Natasha whispered close to your ear.

She guided you with a gentle touch, helping to pull your shirt over your head and setting it aside. The air in the room felt cool against your exposed skin as she took a moment to study the contours of your form. Her hands, callused yet purposeful, moved toward your chest. She cupped each breast, her touch unhurried and light. She gave them a few firm squeezes until the peaks of your nipples hardened under her touch. As her fingers reached your nipples, she pinched them between her thumb and forefinger, holding them for a few seconds before releasing them. You let out a hiss of pain which was swallowed by Wanda’s mouth currently on your own.

Wanda broke away from the kiss just then and moved down to position herself between your legs. Her lips began to trail a languid path down your abdomen. Each kiss was a tender exploration, a map of affection that unfolded with deliberate care. Her fingers, now a whisper against your skin, skirted along the edges of your waistband.

Her fingers dipped underneath the material and began to ease your pajama pants off. As the fabric slid down your legs, Wanda’s gaze met yours and the corner of her mouth twitched into an amusing grin. She tossed the rest of your clothing onto the floor and moved forward to spread your legs further apart.

Her expression became hungrier as her eyes wandered over your glistening core.

“Is this all for us?” Wanda husked.

The question lingered in the air. Wanda's gaze held a certain secret that you weren’t privy to, carrying a weight of implication that left you questioning the nature of this encounter. A flicker of confusion crossed your face. How had you found yourself here again?

“Come back to me, love.” Wanda’s voice cut through your muddled thoughts.

Goosebumps rose across your skin when Natasha’s hand snaked up your throat, but it didn’t stop there as you thought it would. Her hand rested against your jaw instead. The pad of her thumb rubbed light circles over your pulse point.

“Relax.” Natasha breathed near your ear.

A sudden gasp escaped your lips as Wanda’s tongue licked a slow path up your slit. There wasn’t a moment to regain your bearings as her skilled tongue created different patterns, teasing and tempting with a mastery that she only possessed. Every firm, insistent stroke of Wanda’s tongue elicited a tremor that shook your entire body. Natasha, with a knowing smile, continued to watch with hunger in her eyes, fully immersed in the shared pleasure.

A sudden, intense desire coursed through you, and you found yourself yearning for more.

“Please, Wanda. I need more.” You whined. “I need your fingers in me.”

Wanda, responding to your plea, withdrew her tongue with a sultry smile. “Of course, darling.”

Her fingers, now covered with a scarlet glow, traced a steady path through your wet folds, inching closer to the source of your longing. As two of Wanda’s fingers entered you, stars shot behind your eyes as it wasn’t just a simple touch, no, it was her magical energy amplifying every sensation.

While her fingers pumped in and out of you in rhythm, Natasha leaned in, her lips delicate and demanding, and began to kiss along the column of your throat. All the while, her hands moved toward your chest to squeeze and fondle your breasts again. The contrast between Wanda's dexterous fingers and Natasha's sensual kisses sent waves of pleasure through your entire being. Wanda’s touch was a perfect blend of magic and physicality, creating a sensation that's both surreal and deeply arousing.

Wanda's eyes flickered up to meet yours, a mix of concentration and lust reflected in their depths. She knew you were close.

Natasha’s voice sliced through the air like a whisper of temptation. “That’s it. Come for us.”

In a breathless moment, the culmination approached. Wanda, attuned to your every response, orchestrated a final, exquisite movement with her fingers that pushed you over the edge. The pleasure crashed over you and the bedroom seemed to spin with the intensity of your climax.

Your body slumped in exhaustion as your breaths came in short pants. Wanda withdrew and a satisfied smile played on her lips. Both she and Natasha lingered for a moment, savoring the aftermath of your blissed-out state.

The atmosphere in the bedroom shifted as Wanda and Natasha exchanged a knowing glance with each other.

Wanda turned to you and reached out with her right hand to brush away a few strands of your hair that were stuck to your forehead. She smiled sweetly down at you. “You’ve been such a good girl but now it’s your turn to please us.”

With an air of anticipation, the two women climbed off the bed and stood before you. They began to undress each other, their movements slow and sensual. The bedroom was filled with the sound of rustling fabric as each layer was shed, revealing their curves that had long been concealed. Garments fell to the floor like petals, leaving them nude before your very eyes.

Natasha stepped forward and left a trail of tantalizing kisses along Wanda's exposed skin, savoring the taste of her. Wanda's scarlet-tipped fingers teased along Natasha's skin, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake. Natasha responded with a low moan, her hands exploring Wanda's back with urgency. The air became thick with the heady scent of arousal.

They eventually pulled away from each other and focused their attention back on you.

Wanda, with a sensuous sway of her hips, made her way over to the nearby bedside table. There was a sly twinkle in her eyes as she opened the drawer with purpose. Your eyes widened in shock as she retrieved a strap-on with a red dildo already attached to the harness. The silicone toy was long and thick.

Wanda paused for a moment and a thoughtful gaze crossed her features. Her head tilted to the side, and a small, enigmatic smile started to spread across her face as she stared at the toy. Natasha, ever perceptive, noticed the slight change in Wanda’s demeanor.

“What’s on your mind?” Natasha asked.

Wanda looked at Natasha, the playful glint in her eyes dancing with mischief. "Just thinking about trying something a little different." She replied.

Natasha's smirk deepened as she caught onto Wanda's unspoken intentions. "Different can be very, very good.”

Wanda turned to face you, holding the strap-on in her hand. “I’m going to have you wear this.”

“Oh?” Your voice cracked from how dry your throat became.

Wanda approached you, the strap-on swaying gently in her hand as she leaned over you.

"Put it on," she whispered, her breath warm against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. "Let me ride you and Natasha can enjoy herself on your face."

A mix of excitement and curiosity soared within you at Wanda's words. The air thickened with anticipation again as you hesitated for a moment, glancing at the strap-on in Wanda's hand. Eagerness to explore this uncharted territory took over and you reached out to take the harness from her hand.

As you secured the harness around your hips, Wanda guided you with an experienced touch, ensuring a snug fit. Once she was satisfied with the secure placement of the strap-on, she positioned herself above you.

“Let’s make this night an unforgettable one.” Wanda said, her voice taking on a darker, more seductive tone.

Natasha, reclining next to you with a grin, watched on with desire. "I think you'll enjoy the view from down there.” She remarked, her words dripping with sultry suggestion.

Wanda, now in control, knelt between your thighs, the strap-on now an extension of your body. The dildo jutted out from your legs like a sore thumb. It looked quite big on you.

Once ready, Wanda leaned down and gripped the base, bringing it closer to her.

“How about we get this cock nice and wet for me first, hm?”

Without breaking eye contact, Wanda guided the tip of the dildo to her mouth. A devilish smile appeared on her lips as she ran her tongue along the sculpted surface. The tip now glistened with her saliva, and you watched transfixed as she made sure to lick from the head to the base and back up again. Nothing prepared you for what happened next as Wanda wrapped her lips around the head, taking it in her mouth slowly. Her lips formed a perfect O around the thick shaft. The bedroom held its breath as Wanda took the dildo inch by inch into her mouth, allowing it to invade her throat.

The sight of the large dildo disappearing between Wanda’s lips sent a pleasant tingling sensation across your body. The visual spectacle, coupled with the wet, explicit sounds of her sucking and gagging on the toy, heightened your own arousal.

“Fuck, baby. That’s so hot.” Natasha groaned. “I’m really jealous of you right now.” She admitted as her gaze shifted from Wanda to yours.

Wanda, still bobbing her head up and down, glanced up at you both with a mischievous gleam in her eyes. She began to slow her pace and gave a low hum with the dildo still stuffed in her mouth. Some of her drool slipped past her lips and it ran down the length of the toy, gathering at the base.

Finally, she pulled her mouth away and a glistening sheen coated the entire dildo.

“Did you enjoy yourself?” Wanda asked you as her fingers brushed against your dripping core. You inhaled sharply at the contact. You didn’t realize how wet you had gotten from just watching Wanda suck you off as if you really had a cock. “It looks like you did.” She chuckled at the evidence now covering her fingers. “I think we’re ready for the real fun to begin.”

The air is charged with a renewed energy as Wanda straddled your hips. Without hesitation, Wanda guided the toy to her entrance before easing it inside of herself. A soft moan escaped her lips as she adjusted to the feeling of being filled up.

As Wanda slowly began to ride you, Natasha moved to position herself over your face. The scent of her arousal drew you in as she lowered herself, pressing her soaked cunt against your mouth. Her fingers entwined in your hair, holding your head in place.

“You better make me come.” Natasha demanded in a low voice.

The stickiness of her arousal is immediately apparent as your tongue made contact with her wet folds. Your hands find their place on her hips, offering support as she settled into a position that was comfortable for her.

Your tongue began to explore what all Natasha had to offer, making sure to trace slow circles around her clit. Soft, teasing licks soon give way to more firm strokes as you delve deeper. Natasha's breath quickened as you found a rhythm that resonated with her desires.

The moans and gasps from both Wanda and Natasha created a harmonious melody of passion.

Wanda's movements became a mesmerizing dance, her hips swaying in perfect sync with the ebb and flow of pleasure. Wanda's breath grew heavier with each motion, the tempo building as she lost herself. The silicone dildo glided effortlessly in and out of her cunt as she bounced in your lap.

As Wanda continued to ride you, Natasha leaned toward Wanda, the front of their bodies pressed together. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, tongues intertwining for just a moment. Wanda’s moans escalated throughout the bedroom as soon as her lips separated from Natasha’s.

Amid the heated exchange, a surge of something primal overcame you. A particularly powerful and hard thrust from your hips caused Wanda to jolt forward with a small gasp. The inner walls of her core clenched around the hard length inside of her and her body trembled as pleasure rippled through her.

“Oh, bad girl. I didn’t say you could do that.” Wanda growled but there was little threat behind her words as you drilled into her at a relentless pace. Despite the semblance of a reprimand, there was an undeniable thrill in her tone.

Natasha let out a breathless chuckle at Wanda’s reaction.

That was soon forgotten as Natasha's fingers clutched the bed sheets in a tight grip. Her breath was caught in her throat as your lips wrapped around her clit, giving it a harsh suck. That was enough for her orgasm to rush through her, and she gasped, a raw expression of ecstasy on her face.

Wanda’s body arched back just then, shaking like a leaf as she came hard around your fake cock. You watched, captivated, as Wanda succumbed to her own climax. A long, shuddering sigh left her as she slowed down her movements before coming to a stop in your lap.

The bedroom regained a sense of tranquility as the three of you basked in the aftermath of shared pleasure. Only a minute or two had passed before both Natasha and Wanda removed themselves from you and moved to settle on each side of you.

"You have quite the talented little tongue." Natasha remarked, a small smirk on her lips.

“I bet she does. Though, it seems like someone is feeling a bit bold tonight,” Wanda purred. “Maybe I should punish you for getting ahead of yourself.” Wanda's fingers traced a slow path along the shaft of the toy, her gaze locking onto yours with a mix of challenge and satisfaction. "I think someone needs a lesson in restraint."

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. I’m not sure what came over me.” You confessed, looking away anxiously.

Wanda chuckled as her thumb traced a soothing circle on your skin. “I know,” the warmth of her touch eased any lingering tension in your muscles. “I’m only teasing you. No harm done."

“I’d say we had our fill tonight.” Natasha chimed in.

Wanda hummed in response.

Natasha, with her eyes closed and a serene smile on her face, snuggled against you. The softness of her auburn hair tickled your cheek as she found the perfect spot to rest her head against your shoulder. Wanda joined you in the cocoon of warmth as well. Wanda's touch was tender and reassuring as she wrapped her arms around you, creating a sense of security.

However, as the moments passed, a minor shift occurred.

As their fingers rubbed idle patterns on your skin, doubt manifested itself as a subtle tremor in your heart. Something felt… off. You glanced at their faces, searching for any hints, any clues that might betray the authenticity of the moment. Yet, you didn’t find any.

You can't shake the nagging feeling that the emotions swirling within you are not entirely your own.

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