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Natasha: *Bursting into the kids’s room*
Natasha: Who wants to make 5 bucks?
Billy: How?
Natasha: I need someone to take the fall.
Wanda, from outside: Oh my god…
Tommy: What did you do??
Natasha: I can’t tell you. Yes or no, no questions asked.
Wanda: Oh. My. GOD!
Y/n: …Make it 10.
Nat, sigh in relief: Done. *opens the door*
Wanda: OH MY GOD?!!!
Nat, turns to Y/n: You’re a good daughter.
Nat, drags her by the collar: I got her honey! I got her, don’t worry!
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wandasfifthwife · 1 day
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(4) sweet thing | I got a bad idea series
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southern!wandanat x fem!city-girl reader
tw: fluff, hurt/comfort, light angst
a/n: not really proofread, sorry babes. it’s 3AM and I’m fucking tired and I have classes in a few hours—later I will—enjoy!!
It’s not abnormal for someone with a crush to confess. It’s how a majority of relationships start however the “confession” may go. Some are casual, extreme, dull; some don’t confess anything at all. You were between wanting to be honest and wanting to keep it hidden until it fades away.
It felt all too fast. You had begun to question if their actions last night were flirtatious. Your mind swaps each moment where you were held close to their chest as a part of the dance. Anytime they said something flirtatious, you told yourself it was them being friendly. You fall all too fast and this is just another time where you’ve fallen for the first person who’s shown care in you. You have nobody to blame but yourself.
Wanda stood beside you at the post office, the letter Natasha fretted about in her hands. The lights were a strange yellow, and not to mention hanging off of the ceiling. A few of the white squares tiled were cracked from heavy packages being dropped onto them. Neither of you thought it to be trashy, it felt like home if anything, with each break and crack remind you the backstory on how it happened.
You had driven back with your brother the night before, grinning as you daydreamed the whole car ride home. Anything anyone said to you that night, you responded with excitement. You carried your brother up the stairs, heaving him onto the couch downstairs and took to the guest room.
He still laid on the couch that morning when Wanda walked on your front porch. You however were awake, opening the door with a cheerful expression. That’s why you’re standing beside her now in the office.
“Hi there,” she says, sliding the envelope onto the counter, “I wanted to come and ask why we’ve been receiving the wrong mail?”
The old man behind the counter pulls out his glasses, “you’re not Miss Parson?”
“No, sir, I’m not.”
“Huh,” he grunts, “I’ll take it and ship it over. Might be a new mailman issue.”
She thanks him, pulling her purse back onto her shoulder. She pushes the door open, holding it until you walk out.
“It’s not a big deal” she starts, “I just dont want to deal with Natasha nagging anymore.”
“Does she worry over things often?”
“Natasha doesn’t have great control over her stress. She tends to react however she feels in the moment.”
“And you?”
She rests her hand on your seat, looking behind you as she backs the car out, “I just think some things aren’t worth so much stress.”
“Like the envelope,” you ask.
“Exactly like the envelope,” she laughs, removing her hands from the wheel to let it spin back, “are you doing anything else today?”
“I don’t believe so, why?”
“You could help me unload a shipment. Natasha had to leave early this morning for a meeting in town, so she won’t be back until late.”
You agree to help, “what kind of shipment is it?”
“Different types of feed. They were supposed to come a week ago, another thing Natasha’s been nagging me about.”
She parks the car, taking the keys out of the ignition before stepping down and out of the car. An old man stood nearby, bottom side hanging from how he was leaning over his car. Wanda mumbles to you as you walk over, “don’t worry about the remarks he may make, it’s just because he’s never been laid.”
You believed her. It was proven to be true a minute after he got out from the truck bed. His attention on you while Wanda talked to him was a signal he took interest in you. He opened his mouth and immediately Wanda was walking him in the opposite direction.
“Can you unload for me,” she calls out to you, “set it all back by the shed out in the back
You hear the old man make a remark to Wanda as you walk off with two bags in hand. It took four rounds until everything was set in the shed. The seasons were changing, grass turning yellow and tree leaves popping warm colors of red and orange. The wind was cold, but the sun and humidity still made a presence. Your arms tired after heaving thirty pounds for half an hour.
Wanda frowns seeing you, “oh sweetheart, would you like a drink?”
She brought you inside, her home more familiar after the frequent visits. You knew where her kitchen was, pulling a seat out to comfortably rest. She pours a cup, setting it on the table in front of you. You short-circuit when her fingers splay across the expanse of your back.
“Thank you,” she says, voice dropping, “I appreciate all the help. Natasha will be erratic once she’s back home and realizes she has two less things to worry over.”
You lean forward onto the table to hopefully signal you’d like her fingers to move wish ease across more skin. She does, moving to press her cold hand brushes against your neck. You sigh, dropping your head onto the table.
“Of course, I don’t mind.”
“How’re you feeling about going home soon.”
The reminder of your soon flight made your stomach drop. These moments would come to an end when you got the plane. You curse at yourself and shrug her hand away.
“Okay,” she begins, tone sharp, “what’s all this about?”
“What’s what?”
She sidesteps around your chair to face you, “this flaky attitude.”
“Oh really, flaky?”
“You’ve been hiding out since the first day you came back,” she rests her back against the counter, attention fixed on you, “why.”
“I’m asking, what do you mean by flaky?”
“You act like it’s more convenient to run rather than talking about it with us. You ran the night you got drunk, you avoided us after, and you’re about to do it again,” she sighs, “don’t you think that’s quite immature for your age?”
You tear up, teeth biting at your cheek to keep it at bay. She stays silent, patiently awaiting whatever reaction you’ll have. You’re avoiding her, focusing on picking at your nails.
“I like you.”
It’s lower than a whisper but she hears it.
“I enjoy being around you more than I should,” your voice wobbles, “and I don’t want it to turn into something real so that’s why I keep running. You make it all the more difficult when you continue to reach out.”
Her hands are on you again, holding your face as she leans down to press a kiss to your forehead. Your eyes are closed shut, eyelashes wet from crying. Small apologies tumble from your lips in the tense space.
“I’m so sorry, I’ve ruined everything.”
“You haven’t ruined anything,” she stops you, “I want to ask you to stay until Natasha gets back. Are you alright with that, angel?”
You nod and she mumbles an okay, stepping back from you to give you space to breathe. Time passes and your tears eventually dry, leaving small shiny marks on your face. You mention to Wanda that your heads begin to hurt and she’s quick to bring you simple pain meds.
You take them with the drink she poured earlier. She watches you until the sound of the front key hitting the front door has pulled her attention elsewhere. Natasha steps through the front door, setting down her bags. Her muffled greetings cutting short seeing you and your tear stained face.
“Everything alright?”
You’re scared and can feel it creeping up in your lungs, making it feel like you can’t fully breathe. Wanda leans in front, setting a hand on your thigh.
“Hey,” she shushes you with a smile, “you’re alright. I only wanted to wait until she got home so we can share our little secret with you too.”
“Oh cut it out already,” you wheeze, “it’s not funny.”
Natasha interrupts, “I’m very confused.”
Wanda ignores her wife continuing where she left off.
“We feel the same way, angel.”
Your heart jumps, the brokenness in it wishing to be healed, but you’re still unbelieving even after she’s just told you. All throughout the day you’ve believed the things she’s told you and now you’re doubting one sentence.
“What?”
“Ever since that night, seeing you again. We’ve been growing fond of you.”
Natasha’s caught on now. She’s found herself sitting at the table across from you. She looks exhausted with her hair a mess and eye bags prevalent.
“We can take it slow,” she adds on, “see how it feels tomorrow and decide from there.”
“But I’m leaving soon.”
“That’s fine. You’re holding the reins here, we’ll be okay what whatever you suggest.”
You smile, “tomorrow sounds nice.”
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spaghettiposts · 4 days
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Window Crashin’
WandaNat x Spidey!Reader
Summery: Crashing into the wrong window at night proves to be the best mistake you’ve ever made.
Warnings: Very OBLIVIOUS reader, straight up stupid I can’t lie. Gay panics all around. Fluff
Word count: 1.6k
A/n: my first time officially writing for Nat and I think I’d like to continue so expect separate fics of her sometime soon.
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Kraven had become an incessant thorn in your side, his relentless rampage ever since he announced “The Grand Hunt” in the heart of Central Park felt like a never-ending nightmare. One that persistently dragged on as the weeks floated by, each day a new form of tinnitus growing in your eardrums at the echoings of his horn. Falling once again into his endless game of cat and mouse.
Or in your case Kraven and Spider–with Kraven playing predator and you, the elusive Spider, trying to lure him away from innocent civilians roaming the streets of New York. 
Which wasn’t as easy as one would imagine, but you made do with what you had, brains over brawns. Clinging onto the hope that eventually, Kraven would grow tired of chasing and resign for the night, with the promise that he’d return. And so the cycle goes on. 
There were other options you could resort to, but those were last resorts, ones you only used if you were certain you couldn’t handle Kraven or in case of an emergency. In all honesty, you’re avoiding involving the Avengers, it’s really the last thing you want this to come to. A couple of broken ribs wasn’t an Avengers level threat.
You could handle Kraven by yourself perfectly fine, and nobody got hurt at the end of the day—except mainly your sleep schedule.
And now, as you swung through the thick chilling air on route to the compound; you were struggling to stay awake, the bruises littered across your body only making it harder to keep swinging. It wasn’t that sleep had ever been your strong suit, but now, it seemed like a distant luxury. The sacrifice of a hero came in many forms, and sleep deprivation was yours. 
Tony had sacrificed half his company in pursuit of a heroic lifestyle, hell, even Steve froze himself to save humanity. If humanity needed you to suffer from fewer hours in bed, then so be it. 
You fought relentlessly to keep your eyes from drooping and it only took the honking of a truck for you to jolt awake, merely missing out on the experience of being rammed by one. 
Shaking your head, you muttered words of encouragement to yourself, living on a prayer of making it back to the compound - in one piece. 
As the familiar building came into view, you let out a breath of relief you didn’t know you were holding. Taking a moment to gather yourself, you swung around towards the left block and homed in on your window, only to face-plant straight into it with a resounding thud.
You groaned against the pavement, pressing your hands on the wall to steady yourself before you could slide off. Silently thanking that radioactive spider for granting you the ability to stick to surfaces as you adjusted yourself, what the fuck?
A miscalculation on your part—or at least you pictured. Pushing yourself back from the wall, your eyebrows crinkled. Huh.
You always left your window open–had one of your teammates closed it off?
Assuming one of the guys must’ve closed it off, you didn’t question much, missing your bed and running on pure exhaustion to really assess the situation seriously. Gripping the sides of the window, you tried to pry from the outside, and after a couple of difficulties; you managed to unlock it, budging it open with a click. 
Finally, home sweet home. 
Your body toppled into the room first before the rest of your body crashed onto the floor, reaching an arm to shut the window behind you. With a sigh of relief, you picked yourself up, stretching your arms above your head, eliciting a satisfying ‘pop’ from your back, feeling all the pent-up tensions of the day leave your body. 
Pressing the button on your chest, making quick work of discarding your suit. You struggled more than you’d like to admit, having to hop on one foot to wiggle your feet out of the padding. 
Amidst your squirming, you failed to notice the crimson warps seeping from your bed, freezing mid-movement as the lights flickered on by themselves, looking like a deer caught in headlights. 
“Jesus fucking Christ!” You screeched, scrambling up to your feet, firmly clutching your uniform in a poor attempt to cover yourself from the two women on your bed, equally startled.
“Y/n…? What are you doing here?” Natasha says after a beat of silence, her eyes furrowing as she lowers her gun and the arm protectively wrapped around her girlfriend. Wanda mirrored her actions and let the red wisps fall before she turned to you disconcertingly.
You shrunk under their gaze, feeling your heart pick up. It was too late to salvage any attempts at running for it, so you turned away, ignoring how affected you felt by their disheveled appearances.
Instead, you focused on why they were inside your room in the first place. Not that you minded having two beautiful women in your bed but at this hour? 
“What are you doing in my room? I just got back, what’s…” Your voice trailed off, slipping on your suit, as you looked towards your dresser…was it always that color? And why was there a photo of Wanda and Natasha on your nightstand? Sure, you were hopelessly in love with the two but never to this extent.
Barely bordering on those lines. 
“Detka…this is our room,” Wanda said slowly, as to not startle you. 
You cursed under your breath, realizing your mistake. “Aw fuck, I must’ve crashed into the wrong—wall-side thing,” you explained messily, picking yourself up for what felt like the hundredth time tonight. 
“Crashed?” Both of the girls shouted and you winced, scooting off awkwardly to the side, feeling even more like an intrusion. 
“Yeah but it’s okay though, that’s nothing compared to Kraven's fists, trust me.” You meant to reassure them, but judging by the worried looks they exchanged, it had the opposite effect. Taking their silence as an opportunity to leave, you stepped back.
“Anyways, sorry for interrupting your night.” You mumbled apologetically, reaching for the window handle. “I’ll see y'all tomorrow— son of a bitch.” You grunted, banging your head against the glass for the second time this night. You were really starting to resent these things.  
And Wanda bit her bottom lip, “Malysh, it’s late and you’re…not doing well, why don’t you stay here tonight?” She suggested softly, her voice coming out as sweet as honey and you almost dropped dead there.
“Here?” You blurted out, feeling a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. “Like, with you and Nat?”
Natasha and Wanda shared an amused look, before nodding in unison. 
Your face crinkled, not really understanding what the looks were for but you assumed it was all in your head. Sparing one last glance at the two, you confirmed this was okay, searching for even the smallest bits of hesitancy or discomfort only to find nothing but welcoming smiles. 
With a small nod, barely audible, you murmured a hesitant “alright,” as you settled into the chair beside their bed, placing your feet on the small wooly ottoman.
Had your eyes been open, you might’ve noticed the way their faces dropped in disappointment. After months of obvious pining, not-so-subtle flirting thrown your way, you were choosing to sleep…not with them but on a chair.
A brief silence lingered, and you shifted in your seat. Even with your eyes closed, you could feel their eyes piercing and you were starting to sweat.
“Sorry,” You mumble, heat rising up your neck in embarrassment as you removed your feet off the ottoman, fearing you had overstepped. Still, their gazes remained unwavering and you rubbed your arm unsurely, “Is the chair off–limits too? I can take the floor if that’s better.”
“Dorogoy, we’re inviting you into our bed,” Natasha chuckles disbelievingly, fingers tracing the covers as to tempt you with the invitation. 
“Mhmm, yeah no. I’m not sure that’s a good idea.” You shook your head, stumbling over your words. “I don’t do well in confined spaces with pretty women, I mean— no wait you are, both are super pretty but that’s not—“ 
Thankfully, Wanda interjected before you could embarrass yourself further with a giggle. You swore your stomach flipped. “Cute, but won’t you get cold?” She suggested, Natasha nodding and lifting the covers, adding, “It’s much warmer over here.”
Again, you waved them off and they were starting to get fed up with your excuses. “Oh nah! My suit has thermal heating installed, pretty cool right? Tony helped me insulate it–”
“Y/n, just get in the bed.”
Before you could protest further, you felt those warm red tendrils wrap around you, coaxing you into their bed, and you couldn’t even remember why you were fighting this in the first place when their arms wrapped around you. Not when their sheets were so warm, and their bodies warmer. 
Resistance be damned, as Natasha's hand ran gently through your hair, you relaxed into it, and both girls smiled. This was how things needed to be, always. 
Still, your heart was beyond nervous to even enjoy the moment but they were pushing at your shoulders to tuck you in further, getting settled themselves. They tangled their limbs with your own and it was official; there was definitely no escaping this. 
Pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth, Wanda murmured a couple of words and you felt more comfortable clothes encase you. Natasha pressed a tender kiss to the shell of your ear before bidding you a good night.
You repeat her words back and they tighten their grip, closing their eyes. 
With exhaustion finally catching up to you, your eyes drooped helplessly again, fluttering shut, bones begging for sleep, and you finally surrendered to its embrace. Allowing yourself a moment of rest with the two people you treasure most in the world. 
And suddenly, crashing into windows didn’t seem so bad after all.
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rxmqnova · 2 months
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Natasha: HELP! I TOLD WANDA I'D COOK DINNER TONIGHT BUT I CAN'T СООК!
Y/N, pouring milk directly into the cereal bag: And you thought I could help?
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auroraromaximoff · 17 days
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Nat: You know Archaic Latin ?
Y/n: I got bored with classical Latin.
Wanda: You know normal Latin?
Y/n: Yeah, someone from my sewing class taught me.
Nat/Wanda: YOU TEACH A SEWING CLASS?!
Y/n: You two don’t know everything about me
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nighttime-dreaming · 2 months
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Puppy Love
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WandaNat x Intersex!R
Rating: Explicit. Minors DNI. 18+ Content.
Warnings: Explicit sexual content, explicit language, vaginal sex, anal sex, anal fingering, breeding kink, mommy kink, reader had a penis, magic cock (N), dom/sub dynamics, dom Reader, sub Wanda, sub Natasha, tit worship, Puppy!Wanda, Puppy!Natasha, possessive Natasha, desperate Natasha.
Also, thanks to @mostlymarvelsstuff for helping me figure this idea out because apparently all we do these days is create different ideas (usually smutty) we hardly ever write. Ok... I hardly ever write them but shhhh.
It was the pitiful whimpering that finally pulled your attention from the screen of your laptop. Looking up, your eyes caught sight of your girlfriends rutting against each other frantically from their place on the sofa. Wanda was pinned to the seat cushions as she whined, her hips trapped beneath Natasha's who was barely able to hold herself up as she tried once again to quicken her pace. Both women's faces were flushed red, the baby hairs sticking to the redhead’s temples as she began to sob with frustration. Her hips slowed to a stop, her body crumbling down atop Wanda's as she buried her face in her neck and shoved her arms beneath the brunette’s back to pull their chest flush together. 
Wanda whimpered at the lack of stimulation, but she wrapped her arms around her girlfriend to hold her anyway as she started leaving a trail of wet kisses against the skin of her neck. The affection only seemed to worsen Natasha’s desperation, her hips starting to grind down once again as she whimpered into the crook of her neck. You tilt your head slightly as you watch the scene unfold, your bottom lip caught between your teeth in a lazy effort to hide your smirk. When Natasha’s chest heaved in a sob and her legs fell limp, you finally stood from your chair and made your way around your desk and over to where the women were tangled up together. 
Wanda looked up at you with wide, blown eyes as she tried her best to soothe the whimpers escaping her love’s throat. The flush on her own skin had spread down to her chest, her breasts rising and falling quickly with the increased pace of her breathing. You move closer still until your hands make contact with the bare skin of Natasha’s thigh, manoeuvring her onto her side by lifting her leg to expose what hid between. 
“Aw puppy, what’s wrong?” You cooed as you made sure to hold her legs open and apart despite her initial resistance to the movement. 
“Mommy…” Her voice was crackly, and her green eyes were welling with tears as she pouted up at you from her spot atop of Wanda. 
You moved your hand down to the juncture of her thighs, instantly feeling the wetness that had covered her completely in her earlier frantic rutting. Lowering your hand further, the tips of your fingers brushed along the source of her arousal and the vast amount of wetness found there had a low whistle escaping you. She was soaking, with quivering legs and her clit straining from its hood as her pussy begged for attention and stimulation it just couldn’t find. She whimpered quietly when you circled her clit with your fingers, and she flexed her hips upwards trying to lean into the feeling. 
“Oh darling, you are so wet. Is that the problem? Are you just that desperate that you’ve drenched yourself with your own wetness? Nothing is going to feel as good without any friction, is it?” You pout down at her while continuing to rub her clit, watching as more wetness seeps from her at the contact. 
She gasps and shakes her head before she’s turning to take one of Wanda’s nipples into her mouth. She’s harsh with her treatment of the sensitive bud, and Wanda arches into it as she lets out her own gasp. Your eyes trail down between your other girlfriend’s legs, catching the glistening trail of wetness on her thighs you’re sure is more Natasha than herself. You take your hand away from Natasha before sinking two fingers deep into Wanda, curling them upwards to probe at her spot gently to test her own level of neediness. 
The brunette bucks her hips, her hands slamming down onto the sofa for something to hold onto as she bucks her hips to ride your fingers. She’s desperate, incredibly so, but appears to be having no problems getting closer and closer to her impending orgasm. With how broken down Natasha has become, you gather that she’d been using Wanda for quite some time now without success. Meaning Wanda had either already cum multiple times, or had been getting edged repeatedly. 
“Pup, have you managed to cum yet? Or has Natty here been teasing you this entire time?” Wanda’s eyes shoot open when you remove your fingers, a whine escaping her lips before she was hissing and tossing her head back.
Natasha had bitten down harder than before, her nails scraping across Wanda’s stomach as she took her own desperation out on her girlfriend’s body. All of this had started with Wanda looking ethereal in the natural daylight streaming in the window, and Natasha was unable to stop herself from mounting her girlfriend to worship her while you worked. You tutted loudly, gently slapping Natasha’s thighs apart before quickly thrusting the same two fingers into Natasha and starting a quick pace. 
She gasped, her mouth finally releasing Wanda’s nipple as she screwed her eyes shut and tried to thrust back against your hand. She was soaking, her walls burning hot and like silk as you crooked your fingers inside of her. There was no resistance as you thrusted inside of her, and soon Natasha was whining once more as the swing of her hips became harsher. A smirk took over your face before you pulled your hand free, giving it to Wanda to suck on as Natasha curled up and cried at the loss of sensation. 
“Oh puppy, you really are needy aren’t you? How about Mommy fixes it, would you like that? What if I fixed it so you could rut against Wanda as much as you desired? Would that make it all better?”
The redhead was pitiful as she nodded up at you, her skin covered in a light sheen of sweat as she clumsily directed her body to move towards you. You cupped the back of her neck and pulled her into you, allowing her to slump against your front as you carded a hand through her messy locks. Wanda remained flat on her back, her stomach quivering from being edged once more but otherwise unmoving as she watched you both. Between the two puppies you were lucky enough to call your own, Natasha was the one more prone to such episodes. They didn’t tend to happen often, but they were incredibly distressing for her when they did. Bending down to press a soft kiss to the crown of her head, you direct her backward to rest on the sofa properly before moving back to your desk. 
“I was going to save this for a future surprise, but I definitely think my little baby needs it now. Poor puppy just wants to mount Wanda, don’t you? Is that what’s making you so desperate?” A dark blush falls over Natasha’s face, her hands flexing where they rested on her thighs as her eyes flicker over to her girlfriend. 
A quick nod of her head has you smirking at the same time Wanda released a whimper of her own. She knew the look on Natasha’s face. She also knew it meant Natasha was fixated on following it through. You open the bottom drawer and pick up the harness and dildo that you’d placed there just a few days prior, making sure that both items were in view as you made your way back to your girlfriends. Natasha’s eyes went wide, locked onto the dildo in your hand as you thread the harness over your arm to extend the toy in the redheads direction. It was a double ended dildo, large and thick on both ends despite it being a strapless design. 
“Now, I was going to take the time to tease you and spread you open the first time I made you take this. However, I don’t think that is going to be necessary now. You’re so wet I bet this is just going to slip right in, don’t you think Natty?” Her jaw is dropped but she doesn’t respond, her gaze still trained on the strap that is larger than she’s ever taken. 
Wanda huffs quietly as she stares up at you, her eyes glazed over and droopy as her fingers toyed with her nipples and she brought her thighs together in an attempt to ease the ever-building ache. She was almost halfway gone in her subspace now, seemingly hanging on just enough to await your orders before letting go completely. You smirk down at her, winking before turning your attention back to Natasha. Her posture was rigid as her quickened breathing drew your attention to her chest, her stiff nipples looking a bit swollen from her earlier abuse on them. You look down at the dildo in your hand, dragging your thumb over the wearer's insert as if the girth alone wasn’t already enough to stretch your desperate little pup out. 
You move quickly as you grab both of Natasha’s wrists in your hand and raise them above her head, tipping her off balance and causing her to fall backwards into the sofa. The fall forces her onto her back, freeing her legs and allowing you to slot your body between them to prevent her from closing them as you rub the insert against her clit. Natasha squirms in your hold, her words failing her as she thrusts her hips towards you while simultaneously trying to pull them away. You know she can take it, having previously stretched her out over your fist while fucking her ass, but never had she taken something of this size while using it to fuck someone else. 
You tighten your grip on her wrists and push them down harder, forcing her to arch her chest and spread her legs slightly more to stabilise herself with her feet. She was spread out before you looking as appetising as ever, with blown pupils engulfing the sea green shade of her eyes and her lips swollen and pouting as she stared up at you. Unlike Wanda she had dropped some time ago when her desperation to cum had been too much for her, and now she was deep in her subspace as she waited for your next move. You swirled the insert over her clit a few more times before lowering it to her entrance. You were gentle as you pressed it inside, never wanting to cause her any actual harm or distress, and you watched as it sunk into her without issue. Natasha groaned deeply, her hips jumping and a broken scream escaped her throat at the action when she realised your hand was still anchored around the toy. Her walls clenched around it tightly, the resulting tug pulling the insert from her with a pop. The stretch had been fast, but the removal had her gasping and gritting her teeth as the sensation sent shivers up her spine. She began squirming more, thrusting her hips up for you to give it back to her and you chuckled softly. 
“Oh baby, even with the toy stretching you out you’re just so wet it came right out. I don’t think you’ll be able to keep this in!” Natasha cried out in disagreement, her facing crumbling and her legs shooting forwards to wrap around your waist when she thought you were going to pull away. 
“Now now puppy, calm down. Mommy already knows you want it and I have a solution. I’m going to strap you into the harness so you don’t have to worry about anything, ok? I can wrap you up nice and tight so it won’t go anywhere. Drop your legs sweetheart, there’s a good girl.”
Wanda was struggling to keep her eyes open, her desire growing as she watched her Mommy teasing Natasha. The lilt in your voice was always tugging her away from herself, the fogginess that took over her brain beginning to settle as she watched on. You hadn’t paid her much attention since walking over, but she found witnessing your treatment of Natasha to be much more invigorating. You waited for Natasha to drop her legs from your waist before bringing the dildo back to her aching pussy. Her breathing was ragged, but her hips were still as you slowly thrust the insert back inside of her. She tipped her head back with the stretch, this time feeling everything as the slower thrust allowed for the full length to settle inside of her. 
She clenched down around it once she hit the base, the insert anchoring itself in this position now she had taken all of it. Her eyebrows were furrowed as she revelled in the feeling, her jaw loose and hanging open slightly as she clenched again around the toy to feel how it rubbed against her walls. You used her moment of distraction to thread the harness over her legs, pushing it upwards before adjusting the straps to sit properly. You took hold of the tip meant for Wanda and pushed it down, ignoring Natasha’s groan as it shifted the toy inside of her while you threaded it through the o-ring. You let go of the toy, focussed more on securing it to her than teasing her with it. It bobbed with every clench of her walls, the strap now buried deep within her and the harness fully tightened around her waist. 
“Ok baby, that’s you ready.” You moved to help her get off of her back, and as she moved to settle on her knees a loud keen escaped her throat as she hunched over. 
Gravity and her dripping wetness had forced the toy to drop slightly, but the harness wrapped tightly around her kept it secure and prevented it from falling out. She could feel how the insert was resting up against her front wall, and her clit was pressed against a textured grind pad area on the base. You settled in behind her, helping to support her as she got used to the new sensation before you were forcing her to shuffle forward towards a patiently waiting Wanda whose own arousal had started to drip down onto the sofa cushion beneath her. The movement forced the insert to rub against her, and her stomach clenched at it brushed against her g-spot before pushing up against her clit. Once you had her between Wanda’s legs, you let her go and stood up to be beside the pair. 
“There you go, puppy. Nice and secure. That should fix your problem, shouldn’t it? Now be a good girl and give Wanda what she deserves. She’s been a very good girl letting you use her so far, so the least you can do is mount her and fuck her properly.” Natasha nodded her head, her eyes focused on the wet slit in front of her as she wrapped a hand around her fake sock and brushed the tip through her girlfriend’s wetness. 
Wanda cried out at the stimulation, spreading her legs wider and reaching her hands out for Natasha’s arms that were now within reach. The side of the dildo meant for Wanda wasn’t small either, and the redhead found herself transfixed as she smeared the wetness along the shaft and felt the resulting pull inside of her. Wrapping her free hand around Wanda’s hip, Natasha pressed forward slowly to sink the toy into the soaking wet pussy in front of her. She was slow, but she didn’t stop, as she forced Wanda to take all of the toy before they were both taking it to the hilt and their hips were pressed tightly together. 
The brunette panted at the stretch, her hands curling around the redhead’s defined biceps as she tried to adjust to the overwhelming feeling of having Natasha inside of her. You took another step back to give yourself some distance, knowing this wasn’t a sight that would be disappearing anytime soon. Natasha was gasping for breath, both hands now secured on Wanda’s hips as she circled her hips to grind her clit down against the toy. She shivered violently at the sensation, before her eyelids dropped and the muscles in her arms tensed. Wanda barely had time to take a breath before Natasha was drawing her hips backwards and then slamming back inside of her. 
The stretch was deliciously painful as she bottomed out, Wanda gasping and moaning at the feeling before Natasha repeated it again. Inconsistently timed thrusts followed after, each one rough and deep as Natasha forced her cock deep inside of Wanda with every flex of her hips. Almost instantly, the frantic pace from her earlier grinding had returned, and Natasha bared her teeth in a snarl as she shuffled her knees just a little bit further apart. You smirked at the scream that escaped Wanda, her nails sunk into Natasha’s arms as she held onto her girlfriend as best she could. The wet smacking sounds of skin meeting filled the small office as you turned to go back to your desk, content that your girls would be occupied long enough for you to get the rest of your paperwork finished. 
A deep groan caught your attention once more, and your gaze flickered over to the sofa to find that Natasha had lowered herself down to sink her teeth into Wanda’s shoulders as she fucked her with quick, deep thrusts. A quiet chuckle escaped your lips from the feral look in the redhead's eyes, her forearms supporting her weight on either side of Wanda’s body as the brunette was pinned down and trapped beneath her. A few minutes later, a squeal escaped Wanda and you knew that she’d finally had her first orgasm. When the incessant pounding didn’t stop, you smirked and fully directed your attention to your laptop to wake it up. You would definitely have time to finish your work.
And you did. Despite not having much left to complete to begin with, your focus had kept being disrupted by your girl's unhappy nosies. Now however, all you could hear was the light whines and keens of Wanda and the guttural moans of Natasha. You did one last cursory scan of your work before sending it off and shutting down your laptop, happy to see the back end of the files for another week, yet again. You stretched in your chair, hands falling to clasp behind your head as you took in the new scene in front of you. 
Natasha had flipped Wanda over onto her stomach, her hand wrapped around the back of her neck and holding her down as she snapped her hips forwards quickly. Her chest was glistening in sweat, her abs tensed and looking more defined than ever as she kept up her formidable pace. Wanda was slack jawed and drooling onto the cushions, her hands crushing the edges in her white knuckled grip as the force of Natasha’s thrusts forced her body forward. She was fucked out, dazed and limp as she basked in the never-ending afterglow of her orgasms. She wasn’t sure how many she had had by now, but the tingling sensation settling along her nerves had engulfed her completely and she never wanted to leave. 
Natasha snarled as she picked up her pace, her aggression growing as her hips grew frantic as she buried the cock deep inside Wanda again and again. She settled herself over the brunette’s back, sucking and biting what was clearly even more hickies on her skin as she began grinding her hips against Wanda’s. A choked moan escaped her then, before her body was seizing up and she was moaning loudly through her orgasm as her hips jumped and kept up the lighter stimulation on her clit. When she turned her face towards Wanda’s ear, you made out faint rumbling mumbles you recognised to be Russian as your girlfriend pawed at her greatest prize. The pair didn’t notice you as you moved forward, Natasha still mumbling away her mantra as her hips continued pressing forward to maintain a steady pattern of thrusts. 
“I love you, detka. Gonna breed you. Mount you and breed you. Mine. Mine. Mine.” Her hips picked up their pace again, her green eyes glazed over as she tugged on Wanda’s nipples and slowly built up her thrusts. 
You chuckled darkly before wrapping your hand around her wild mane of hair and tugging her head back harshly. Natasha gasped, her hips jumping as she’s pulled upright by you. Her hands grab hold of Wanda’s waist, her pace stopped leaving her buried to the hilt inside of Wanda as you held her steady. You wrapped your other hand around her throat, turning her face towards you before devouring her mouth with your own. She sank into your kiss, opening her mouth for you when you brushed your tongue against her bottom lip and moaning quietly into your mouth as you sucked on her tongue. You pulled away for some air and yanked on her hair to tip her head backwards. 
“So that’s what had you so frantic earlier. You didn’t just want to cum, you wanted to breed her like the little bitch that she is, didn’t you? You saw her dream last night too, didn’t you? Saw her begging to be filled up again and again, overflowing with cum as she’s railed into the mattress without a break. Is that what you’re doing, baby? You breeding her?” 
Wanda whined into the sofa, her body relaxing slightly now the intense fucking had stopped, but her pussy was still clenching around the cock buried deep inside of her. Natasha whimpered at your question, her tongue peaking out to wet her lips before she bashfully began nodding her head in response. Her fingers flexed on the brunette’s hips, a steadying breath being drawn into her lungs as she did her best to remain still and wait for your orders. You hummed quietly in her ear, your eyes flickering over the side of her face before you were forcing her back down over Wanda’s back.
The change in angle had them both crying out. Wanda collapsed down onto the sofa as Natasha followed behind her, still buried inside as she lay prone above her. You pulled your shirt clear over your head and ditched your bra before quickly removing your suit trousers and boxers. You got into position behind Natasha and forced her legs closer together so your knees could fit in the space between her own and Wanda’s. You would be forever grateful to past you for deciding to get a large sofa for this office. You wrapped your hand around your cock and jerked yourself off slowly as you looked down at your girlfriends. Wanda was dazed and floating, her eyes flickering red as she clenched around Natasha and relaxed into the deep pressure of the woman on top of her. 
Natasha was huffing quietly, her breathing quick as she gave into the pull of her desire and swirled her hips against Wanda. You licked your lips and stared at the wetness sticking to Natasha’s thighs. Bent over like this she was spread open for you, and you could see just how much of her cum had coated the toy inside of her before dripping down her thighs. She was quivering, gasping for a breath every now and then as she felt your fingers brushing against her skin. You were rock hard from earlier still, their frantic display having riled you up quickly. You take hold of each of Natasha’s ass cheeks and spread them wide as you gaze down at her, smirking at the whine that escapes her at the sensation. Her wetness had seemingly gotten everywhere, if the glistening on her ring was anything to go by. 
You watched as she clenched around the toy, her breathing picking up when you took two of your fingers and trailed them around her spread pussy lips. You took hold of her ass cheek and squeezed it tightly, before letting go and bringing your hand down quickly on the flesh. Before she could fully react to the sensation, you had thrust two fingers deep inside her pussy beside the insert. A scream tore free from her throat, her hips bucking widely at the sudden stretch and pressure against her g-spot that forced Wanda deeper into the sofa. Her magic swirled around her hands at the sensation, a sign she too was now fully deep into her subspace as she grunted with her deep thrust. You pulled your fingers free before spreading her cheeks again and massaging her cum against the tight ring of her ass. The redhead sobbed, the attention from her mommy delicious as she tried to push back against your fingers.  
“Ah ah ah, stay right there! You can’t breed our dumb little puppy if you pull out now, can you? You just stay buried inside her perfect little pussy so I can bury my cock inside this tight little ass. I’ll breed you both before the nights out. Nice and deep, there we go,” You pushed one of your fingers deep into her ass while you also pushed her hips back down to be flush against Wanda’s. 
The witch grunted while Natasha screamed, her eyes slamming shut as she began to babble and grind her hips in a circle. She was already so wet before, but multiple orgasms and the looming weight of you on top of her had her melting into nothing as you spread her ass open with your fingers. You scissored your fingers to help open her up before you removed them and brought them down to Wanda’s face. She opened her mouth quickly, taking your fingers and sucking on them enthusiastically as she whimpered happily. Her magic was still swirling around her fingers, soft and slow as she hummed happily at the never ending attention. 
“You wanna be bred, baby? You want Natasha to fuck you full? We’ll give you your own puppies, fuck you full of them again and again until you cant hold anymore. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” 
“Da! Please, Mommy. I want it! I want it, please!”
The sound of Wanda begging filled your head, and from the way Natasha bucked her hips forward you know she heard it too. The witch had her eyes closed now as she continued suckling on your fingers, but her magic seemed to burn brighter at your questions, spreading to wrap around the three of you tangled up together. You pulled your fingers from her mouth before stuffing them back inside of Natasha, chuckling deeply as her back arched into the sensation. You took hold of your cock before pressing it against her stretched pussy. You took hold of her hips to keep her still before thrusting inside quickly. A squeal tore from her throat as she jumped, her hips rutting forwards away from you and the stretch but having nowhere to go but deeper into Wanda. Tears of pleasure ran down her cheeks as you moaned at the tightness inside of her pussy holding both the large toy and yourself. You thrust a few more times, making sure you were covered in her cum before pulling free and resting the tip of your cock at her gaping hole. 
“Wanda darling? You can do it now. It’s ok, you have permission.” You cooed gently and smirked as Natasha’s head snapped up from its place on Wanda’s shoulder blades. 
Wanda’s magic converged on Natasha immediately, swirling around her hips before the redhead was grunting loudly and shaking. You took that as your cue, pushing the head of your cock against the tight ring. You moaned loudly as the tip popped in, holding steady to wait for Wanda’s spell to finish before continuing. The red disappeared and with it the black material of the harness and the toy. In its place was the real thing, now fully attached to Natasha and buried deep inside Wanda as she clenched and milked the cock as much as she could. Natasha thrashed for a moment, the sensations now overwhelming as the surprise gave her no time to prepare. She hadn’t realised Wanda was setting her up earlier for exactly this, but now it was so obvious. 
You rubbed her hands up and down her back and sides as she adjusted, her head shaking as she trembled all over. She was gasping and clenching around you, and you grit your teeth to ward off the impending orgasm as she reached a hand back to hold onto you and pull you flush against her. The action made more of your cock sink into her ass, and the choked moan that escaped her had you growling deep in your throat. 
“Surprise, puppy. You didn’t think Wanda and I wouldn’t do anything to give you what you wanted? You want to be a mama, you want to fuck Wanda so deep she’s dripping with your cum for days and carrying your baby around in her swollen belly, you want me to do the same to you. We can give you that, Detka. We will give you that, just like we promised.” You crooned in her ear as you slowly pushed your hips forward until the rest of your cock sunk into her ass and you bottomed out inside of her. 
A deep cry escaped her as you made contact with her prostate, another new sensation she wasn’t prepared to ever feel lighting her nerve endings on fire. She licked her lips and gasped, her head thrown back against her shoulder as she pulled Wanda’s hips tighter against her front. Her chest was heaving, so you wrapped your arms around her stomach before cupping her tits in your hands and tugging on her nipples. She keened in response, flexing her hips and choking on a noise as your cock dragged against the walls of her ass. You sunk the inch back into her, circling your hips to grind up against her prostate while holding her tightly against you. She clenched around you, her walls massaging you before she was moaning loudly and bucking wildly against you. Wanda moaned beneath you both as she arched her back, pressing her hips back into Natasha and starting her own little circle. 
Realising she had just come, you grinned and pinched her nipples harshly before tugging them and slapping your hands against them. Your puppy loved the rough treatment, both giving and receiving, and you were more than happy to oblige. Wanda pushed herself up onto her hands so she was not stuck with her face down but her ass up in the air. As much as the sight was utterly delightful, she had had enough time to recover from the onslaught of orgasms Natasha had given her. Her eyes were red as she looked over her shoulder, a smirk tugging on her lips as she raised an eyebrow and clenched around Natasha. The redhead whimpered, her hands scrambling to take hold of Wanda’s body to ground herself. 
“Fuck, you’re so deep. So fucking deep,” Her Sokovian accent drawled the words from her mouth, and Natasha couldn’t control the thrust of her hips at the sound. 
Wanda’s accent always got to her, a never ending song that played in Natasha’s head since the day they’d first met. You smirked down at Wanda, knowing her rest had brought her back from her subspace and she was now mostly coherent if not still fuck drunk and horny. Natasha could barely hear anything past the roaring in her ears, her body alight with pleasure as the fog descended on her mind once more. They’ve spoken about kids many times before, even how they would go about doing it, but she had never let herself fully believe this was possible. But now? Now, she wanted to believe anything. 
You feel Natasha settle back against your chest, her head tipped back against your shoulder before she slowly starts circling her hips. Her face is screwed up in pleasure, her jaw once again hanging loose as the slow drag of her hips meant she could feel everything. You slowly join her in moving, drawing your hips back before pressing forwards. She moans quietly, a breathy little sound as she shuffles her legs closer together until they touch. The extra tightness forces your own moan to leave your throat, your arms wrapping around her body as you move to start leaving nips and kisses against her neck. Wanda hums at the grind, her clit thrumming with pleasure as she feels the cum inside of her slowly begin to leak out. 
Natasha watches it happen, her sight hazy but fixed on the view of her cum dripping out of Wanda. She flexes her hips, drawing away from you but pushing herself deeper into Wanda before pulling back and forcing her hips against you. Her breath catches in her throat as you match her, pressing deeply against her ass to bury yourself inside of her before drawing away from her once more. She’s jumpy as she gets started, her body trembling in your arms as she tries to set up a rhythm between fucking herself into Wanda and fucking herself onto you. You guide her hips, helping her keep her balance as you grunt into her ear with every clench of her ass around your cock. Wanda grunted at a particularly hard thrust, pushing her hips back against her before using her grip on the sofa to help her spread her knees wider apart. 
She pushes herself up onto her knees, falling into Natasha’s chest as she fucks herself down onto her cock. Natasha mewls into her ear, her cock throbbing with every tiny movement before she is squeezing her eyes closed and pumping another load of cum into her girlfriend as the knot in her stomach snaps. She holds Wanda tightly to her chest, her hips picking up a faster pace as she fucks her cum deep into her pussy. You moan quietly at the sight, your own cock throbbing and begging to fill Natasha to the brim. You decide to pick up the pace, drawing your hips backwards before slamming them forwards. Both women jerk at the force of your thrust, Natasha swearing loudly at the battering against her new g-spot before she was cupping her hands around Wanda’s tits and squeezing the flesh. She forced her hips forward quickly, pulling Wanda back against her at the same time to help drive her cock as deep as it could go. 
The brunette gasped, her hands reaching back for both of her girlfriend’s as she fucks herself back against Natasha. This forces you to speed up once more, smirking at the ricochet it had on both of your girls as they push back against you. You know you’re not going to last much longer, the tight heat of Natasha’s ass is too good to resist when paired with the visual of Wanda being bred properly. You reach forward and wrap an arm around Wanda before using your position to tip you all backwards. You end up almost fully on your back, Natasha sitting on your cock as deep as she can take you with Wanda forced down on top of her. Natasha cries out, her hands flying out to the sofa to hold onto it before her hands end up tearing directly through the fabric. You guide her back against you, Wanda catching on quickly and swirling around on her lap so she is now facing you both. 
She smirks down at you as she spreads her legs wide and grinds down against Natasha. The redhead is in pieces, clearly struggling to function from the overwhelming sensations before she finally accepts her place. She lets herself press her weight against you, allowing you to manhandle her so she’s laying on top of you at the perfect angle to thrust up inside of her. Wanda shuffles with you, waiting for you to pull Natasha’s legs over your own to hold her open before she is dropping her hips back down on top of her. Now, she’s fully trapped between you both, and the heat burning in her belly feels like electricity when it bursts and spreads across her skin like a wildfire. 
Wanda’s eyes flutter closed at the sensation, her stomach muscles tensing and her nose scrunching as she grinds down with a swirl of her hips. You can see from your position how Natasha’s cock throbs as she empties herself inside of Wanda, her stamina carrying over to this organ just the same. Sometimes, you were very grateful for the super soldier serum running in her veins. The redhead is out of it in your arms, whimpering and whining as she flexes her hips as best she can against you both. You share a look with Wanda, and she bites her lip leaning forward to brace her hands on either side of your head. You grin, before tightening your grip on Natasha’s hips and starting to pound into her. 
Her eyes snap open, her body shaking from the rough fucking before shes wrapping her arms around Wanda to keep her steady as the witch rides her cock with her own rough rhythm. Seeing her bare chest right in front of her, Natasha takes Wanda’s nipple into her mouth, sucking and nibbling on the sensitive flesh as she uses one hand to toy with the other. The awestruck look on Wanda’s face is enough to have you grunting and picking up the pace, your grip tightening as you chase after your own orgasm at last. Wanda cried out, her hands turning into fits beside your head as she forces her hips down harder, making sure she’s taking everything to the hilt at the same time you thrust up, The thrusting is rough and frenzied, and you hold on just long enough for Wanda to finally cum again before you let go and bury yourself as deeply inside Natasha as you can go. 
She moans around Wanda’s nipple, her brows furrowing as she weakly thrusts her hips up to help you both ride out your highs. When Wanda slumps down completely onto Natasha’s chest, you cup the back of her head to support her weak frame as you gently turn you all onto your sides. Wanda slumped between the back of the soda and Natasha, burrowing herself into her chest keeping herself both pressed against her and her cock inside of her as she relaxed into the pleasant floaty sensation of her high. Natasha grunts, but otherwise doesn’t move as she nuzzles her face into Wanda’s hair and holds her tightly against her. You wrap your arm around them both, keeping your own cock buried inside Natasha just that little bit longer as you all settle to enjoy the come down together. 
You press gentle, loving kisses against Natasha’s shoulders, your hand still cupping the back of Wanda’s head from where it lay beneath Natasha’s neck while your other hand rubs soothing patterns against the redhead's quivering body to help her come down from so many orgasms. The women settle quickly, with Wanda falling asleep within minutes as her exhaustion finally catches up to her. Natasha tightened her hold around her, almost curling around her as she made sure her love was safe and comfortable. You smile at the sight, curling yourself around Natasha in return and grunting at the friction the movement caused between you. Natasha whines quietly, but quickly uses her hand to keep you pressed against her before you can decide to move away. 
“It's ok, I’m right here sweetheart. It’s ok. You did so good, darling. You’re such a good girl. Get some rest, we can cuddle some more when you wake up. I’ll be right here, I’m not going anywhere I promise,” You coo quietly in her ear and move your free arm to curl over the both of them. 
Natasha sighs quietly, her eyes finally falling closed as she brings her arm back around Wanda to keep her tucked carefully into her chest. It's not an uncommon sight, but it is still one of your favourites as you gaze over the pair as they rest. This was the beginning of the next chapter in your lives together, and you really couldn’t wait to see what it would bring.
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floilee · 4 months
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Kate has been spending some time with Wanda.
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incorectquoteswlw · 2 months
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Nat: Wanda, what is the ONE thing I asked you NOT to do tonight?
Wanda: Raise the dead.
Nat: And what did you do?
Wanda: ... Raise the dead.
Kate: And I thought our dynamic was spicy.
Yelena: Our tension was fun. This is ghosts.
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sapphicromanoffxo · 27 days
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Tap Down | n.r x w.m
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Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Wanda Maximoff
Word Count: 3K+
Warnings: Natasha has a penis, semi-public sex, quickie, fingering, praise kink, degrading kink, blow job, face painting (ehe), daddy kink, a bit of edging, Nat being a horny mf, lmk if I missed something
Summary: Wanda decided to enrol herself to a tap dance class, a childhood dream of hers and Natasha had a deep sexual reaction to it.
A/N: so this is based on a request from a friend and I hope I delivered. 🫣
╰┈➤ Masterlist
Taking on the role of being an avenger has been quite a tough journey for Wanda. The tough training alone is physically demanding, but the reward comes from being able to help her team during missions that require her unique powers. To bring some balance to her superhero life, Wanda decided to join a tap dancing class—a dream she had as a kid.
When she was younger, Wanda really wanted to pursue dancing, but life often got in the way. Surprisingly, she managed to fit this interest into her busy life as an avenger, creating a nice break from all the action.
Excitedly sharing her tap dancing plans with Natasha, Wanda was met with a really positive response that warmed her heart. She talked about how, as a child, she used to beg her mom to support her dancing dreams. Natasha, understanding the need for a life outside of avenging, not only cheered Wanda on but also helped her find the best dance class in New York, showing true support for her girlfriend's passions.
Natasha had to take Wanda to her first dancing class because she had a meeting at SHIELD. Wanda was super excited for the day and gave Natasha a kiss goodbye. Carrying her duffle bag, Wanda entered the class with a ton of energy, making it feel like she could light up the whole city.
The class was pretty easy-going. The instructor started with the basics and then gradually moved on to dance sequences, which Wanda really liked. Wanda, being all pumped up, had practised a dance routine in advance in the compound. The instructor noticed her natural talent and let her show off her skills. This made a good impression on the class. Little did Wanda know, Natasha was watching her with proud and bright eyes, happy to see her girlfriend gaining confidence in her newfound talent. A pang of arousal shot through her and is plotting ideas for the night to come.
The first session ended, and Wanda was feeling pumped up and proud of herself. She didn't quite feel the exhaustion in her body due to the excessive training that she's having at the compound. She has to thank her girlfriend for her relentless workout since it's definitely paying off not just during missions, but also in her dance class.
"Wow, you did so good on your solo routine," Natasha complimented as she's approaching Wanda. "I'm not even the only one who was amazed by you, sweetheart."
Feeling suddenly shy, Wanda blushed at her girlfriend's compliment. "Thank you,Natasha. It just comes all natural to me."
Both women made their way to the shower room, and Natasha waited and sat on the nearby bench. Her mind is replaying how relaxed and confident Wanda was in her natural element. It also made her remember her days being a ballerina. Although those days do not bear any good memories so she set them aside and brought her attention back to her little witch.
Unsurprisingly, her dick twitches every time she imagines Wanda's perfect lithe body, under the spray of hot water. Her mind is playing tug of war on whether she should go inside the shower room and have her way with Wanda. However, her thoughts were interrupted by the girl whom she is currently salivating over.
"Natasha. I'm ready."
Freshly showered, Wanda's cheeks were flushed due to the hot water that soothed her muscles. Natasha found it extremely cute and decided to give in to her dirty thoughts.
"Wear your tap shoes for me?" Natasha requested with a twinkle in her eyes.
"Uhh. Why?" Wanda was suddenly perplexed by Natasha's request especially when they were about to go home.
Natasha looked around and was satisfied to see that they were alone. "Do you trust me?"
That question alone is loaded. It got Wanda thinking what is it that Natasha wants to achieve here?
"You know I do." Wanda responded while sitting on the bench to tie back up her tap shoes.
The moment Wanda had finished tying her laces, she was immediately hoisted up by Natasha which made her yelp in surprise and she wrapped her legs around her waist. Wanda will never get over how strong her girlfriend is and takes pleasure in being manhandled. What surprised her even more is when she felt Natasha's bulge touching her ass and can't help but to tease her a bit.
"You're hard already huh?"
A mild slap on Wanda's ass reverberated in the small shower room and her back was planted on the nearby wall.
"You turned me on much. Let me fuck you real quick in here, baby." Natasha whispered in her ear and proceeded in sucking on her neck.
A loud moan came out of Wanda's mouth and had a mild panic when she that they could be heard. She turned on the shower head with her magic so the sound of water hitting the floor will cover up her moans.
Natasha made a quick move to pull down her zipper as her dick is aching to be set free. Wanda flicked her wrist to help her girlfriend be free of the confines of her pants and boxer shorts so they can get going with their quickie. Thankfully, Wanda was only wearing a skirt and Natasha pulled her panties to the side. The widow didn't even check if Wanda was wet enough for her and immediately penetrated her hole in one swift thrust.
With her back arched against the wall, Wanda moaned sinfully at the sudden intrusion of Natasha's big dick and oh, the burn felt so damn good and would never complain by being fucked like this.
"Natasha!"
Ofcourse Wanda is already wet and would not need any foreplay to stimulate her. Natasha felt satisfaction within her core knowing that her baby can be easily fucked and would be so pliant for her.
"That's my good girl, so wet for me."
Wanda held on Natasha's shoulders as she felt her back hitting the wall with each forceful thrust. She knew Natasha would never drop her ass and her tap shoes are click clacking behind Natasha.
For some reason, the sounds of Wanda's shoes are turning Natasha on even more and doubled her efforts in pistoning her dick inside Wanda's pussy.
The wet sounds of Wanda's pussy can still be heard despite the sound of water running and Natasha continued her rough pounding by gripping Wanda's hips.
"Detka, I'm not going to last long. Your pussy feels so good around me." Natasha growled as she continued pushing Wanda into her orgasm.
With her eyes rolled back, and mouth wide open, Wanda couldn't even respond and only whined loudly to convey how much she loves it when Natasha talks to her like that.
Both of their orgasms are climbing high and their combined moans can be surely heard outside but couldn't give a fuck if anyone can hear them. Natasha latched her lips on Wanda's and kissed her intensely.
"Natasha, I'm cumming!" Wanda screamed while her legs shook violently, her shoes bumping to each other making sounds simultaneously.
"Me too,baby. Gonna fill you up real good."
Wanda grabbed on Natasha's biceps as she felt the white spurts of cum being unloaded inside her. Both women are breathing heavily after the intense quickie and Wanda's thighs are now feeling the strain of being held for too long against the wall.
Natasha pulled out her dick from Wanda's pussy and the witch pouted at the loss. "I want you to be inside me forever."
Chuckling at Wanda's dramatics, Natasha brought her down gently and tested first if Wanda can stand up properly.
"You good?"
"Yeah, my thighs and calves are now sore to be honest."
Wanda felt Natasha's cum ooze out of her pussy and a small drop landed on her shoes. Oops. She wiped it off at the back of her calf before Natasha noticed it and smiled wickedly at what she had done.
"Let's head home, I need to properly fuck you."
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When they were on their way home, Natasha could not keep her hands on the wheels and ended up fingering Wanda. Wanda was sitting in an awkward position with her back resting on the door, her legs wide open and her pussy being fucked relentlessly by Natasha's talented fingers.
This is a testament on how good Natasha is in multi-tasking. Navigating through the streets of New York with practice ease and at every red light, she would lean down to suck Wanda's throbbing clit only to be edged once the traffic light turns green.
"Fuck, Natasha!" Wanda whined loudly after the third time of being falsely led to the brink of her orgasm.
The devil that she is while her three fingers are still inside Wanda, Natasha only chuckled at her girlfriend's frustrated state.
"Relax, detka. Let Daddy play with you."
Natasha then continued toying with Wanda's pussy, pushing her fingers deeper and making sure to hit the spongy spot that makes Wanda's eyes roll at the back of her head.
"Oh my fucking god, N-Natasha! Don't stop, don't stop!" Wanda pleaded as she's nearing her orgasm again, she can feel the tightening sensation deep in her stomach, she's focusing on reaching her high so she'll be put out of misery from being edged.
Just a few seconds more, Wanda chanted in her head and right when she knew she's about to finally let go, with her orgasm building and nearing its end point, Natasha purposely pulled out her fingers all together which made Wanda scream in frustration.
"What the fuck, Natasha?!" Wanda raised her left foot and was ready to kick Natasha's shoulder, still with her tap shoes on,but ofcourse Natasha caught it easily with her right hand and placed it on the back of her instead, effectively trapping her leg from moving.
With Wanda's current position, Natasha can clearly see how Wanda's pussy was glistening. Her dick twitched painfully inside her pants and was dying to be freed once again and to be buried deep inside Wanda's aching cunt.
"Patience, my love. You know that I will never leave you unsatisfied. Just wait until we reach the compound, okay? For now, behave for me."
Wanda huffed in response and rolled her eyes at her girlfriend. At this point there's really nothing else she could do than have her pussy be openly ogled at Natasha. But she's racking her brain on how to get back at Natasha somehow and much to her delight, an idea came into her mind. She estimated that they'll probably reach the compound in less than five minutes and knew can pull off her wicked plan. She carefully removed her trapped foot behind Natasha's head and sat properly this time around with both of her legs stretched out in the passenger's legs space.
Natasha glanced to her right, contemplating whether she have pushed Wanda too far and she was ready to reassure her even more that she'll be thoroughly fucked when they get home. What she saw instead was Wanda, with her eyes closed, biting her lips while her right hand was dipping lower and lower until it reached her pussy.
"What are you doing?" Natasha asked.
Wanda opted not to respond and moaned instead as her 2 fingers played with her sensitive clit, the smallest and lightest touch got her insides trembling. Touching herself while Natasha was literally inches away from her was something that she would never do, but the moment called for it and she decided to go with it. She heard Natasha groan beside her and that encouraged her to continue teasing her clit, she's really not planning to orgasm. There is no harm in playing with her girlfriend, right?
"Stop what you're doing." Natasha warned and Wanda only smirked at her reaction.
"But I wanted to cum, and you would not let me so I will do it myself instead." Wanda responded defiantly and inserted 2 fingers in her pussy.
The clenching wet sounds of Wanda's cunt filled the car which does not help the current boner Natasha has. She hit the gas even more, the engine roaring angrily throughout the busy street, eager to reach the compound so she could punish her girl for her bratty behavior.
Wanda's heart was beating erratically from both the desperate need to cum and the way Natasha was so focused on driving to the point she was no longer speaking and would not spare a glance at her. She moaned loudly when her fingers hit her g-spot but was feeling unsatisfied with the inconsistent flow of pleasure since only Natasha can make her see stars behind her eyes. She then later noticed that they had reached the garage of the compound. Natasha immediately climbed out of the car, opened the passenger's door and yanked Wanda out of her seat.
"You're too desperate to cum when I have just given you one in the shower room." Natasha growled behind Wanda's ears and pushed her to walk towards the car's trunk.
"Sluts like you deserve to be punished, don't you think?'
Wanda found herself being bent over, her arms twisted behind her and her chest resting on the trunk's spoiler. She whimpered at how she was manhandled but damn it, she likes it when Natasha is rough with her.
Belt unbuckled and zippers down, Natasha brought down her pants, not even bothering on removing it all the way off her feet. She spanked Wanda's left cheek three times for good measure and barked a command, "Open your legs wider, Princess."
The witch complied easily, eager to feel Natasha's cock inside her again. She didn't have to wait any longer when Natasha snapped her hips forward, penetrating her aching core with forceful thrust. It's as if today was one of those days where there was no time for foreplay and go straight to fucking.
"Your cock feels so good inside me."
"Oh yeah? I bet your fingers could not compare to this, huh?" Natasha taunted Wanda while perfectly giving her a backbreaking pounding and the sound of slapping flesh echoes throughout the open space of the garage.
"Jesus fuck, Wanda. Your pussy is clinging on my cock tightly. I can barely move." Natasha pulled her cock all the way out and reached her left palm towards Wanda's face. "Spit."
Wanda did so and spit a good amount of saliva on Natasha's palm which she lathered up to the tip of her cock for an added lubrication.
"Good girl."
Natasha buried her veiny shaft once again and this time, it's gentle and slow, wanting to feel more of Wanda's velvety walls hugging her lengthy cock. Her pace increased with each grunts to which Wanda welcomed wholeheartedly, driving her closer to her orgasm.
"I can't stop thinking about you, dancing on that tight dancing dress you've got. Fuck!"
"You're gonna make me cum!" Wanda whimpered desperately at what Natasha had said while also chasing the high that she's been wanting after being edged minutes ago.
"I knew I have to fuck you right after, you're so good baby. So fucking good." With great restraint and control, Natasha had to focus deeply to stop herself from cumming and spilling her seeds inside Wanda since she had different plans for her second orgasm. "You can cum now, baby. Give it to me."
Not waiting for a second longer, Wanda's juices coated Natasha's cock even more from the climax that was finally granted to her, and stars were swimming behind her eyes as she catches her breath from coming down the high. She then noticed that Natasha had stopped moving behind her and had already pulled out her shaft; it is evident that she has not ejaculated yet.
"Natasha?"
The woman only hummed in response and roughly pulled Wanda into a kneeling position, facing her dick which was slightly hitting her face.
"Suck."
Oh. Wanda understood right away what Natasha wanted and took the whole length in her mouth effortlessly. Giving Natasha a blowjob after she had her orgasm is one of her favorite things to do since she knows what's going to happen next.
"Ohh, that's it, sweet girl. Your mouth is so warm around me."
Natasha praised her girl while gently thrusting her hips forward, wanting to feel the tip of her cock hit the back of Wanda's throat. The moment it did, she held Wanda's head and this time, she's not being gentle and was forcing Wanda to gag on her dick.
In a swift motion, Natasha pulled out her meat and pumped it aggressively in front of Wanda's gaping mouth, "Shit, shit! I'm gonna cum!" Her thick semen landed on Wanda's face, and some went down her tongue, and lips. She made sure that every drop of her cum has been pumped out and panting heavily after.
Natasha looked down at her girl, who was currently using her fingers to gather the spurts of cum in her face and licked them clean with her tongue. The sight alone had her dick going hard again.
"Holy shit Wan—", her sentence was interrupted when FRIDAY' voice filled the room, making the two women jump.
"Agent Romanoff, Miss Maximoff. My sincere apologies for the interruption but Mr. Stark will be heading down soon and will be here in a minute or so."
The AI's warning was subtle yet clear, a silent reprimand for them to say that they should get the hell out of the place before both of them get caught in a very uncompromising position.
Natasha scrambled to put her pants up, thanking the lucky stars that she had decided to not fully remove them from her ankles.
Wanda on the other hand was horrified at their current predicament of being on the verge of getting caught, had it been without FRIDAY's warning, she might have taken Natasha's shaft in her mouth again.
"Oh my god!" Wanda exclaimed in a panic. "Let's get out of here, Tash."
Remaining composed and relaxed, Natasha simply smiled and reassured, "Relax, baby. We're okay. You've got nothing to worry about. We'll just walk nicely and act like nothing happened."
Trusting her girlfriend's calm demeanor, Wanda nodded and allowed herself to be guided by Natasha. They expectedly ran into Tony, who greeted them, "Ladies, I hope you had a good drive in the city." His gaze focused on Wanda, who was hiding behind Natasha, and he frowned at her unusual behavior, then noticed something.
"What's that on your hair, Wanda?" Tony inquired naively.
Natasha answered for Wanda without any shame in the world, "That's my cum. Bye, Tony." She dragged Wanda out of the garage, leaving Tony with his mouth hanging open.
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natsglorifiedsimp · 6 months
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Grew up and fade away
- here's the last request of all time :)) I'll miss writing fics ig but the good news is I'll probably just delete the app so you guys can still enjoy my fics!! It's been a great year and a half with this app :3
"She's never gonna understand, Nat" Wanda spoke in a hushed tone.
A furrowed eyebrow and worried looks have been shared all night. Never in a million years, had they thought this could happen. You are so precious and sweet.
"Mama?"
They immediately put a smile on their faces. Trying to get rid of the frown and act like everything is fine.
"Yes, honey?" Wanda answered.
"Where are we going?" you questioned. "And why do I need to bring Mrs. Widow?" you were referring to the plushie they gave you on your 5th birthday.
Wanda looked at Natasha sending a signal to help her out because she couldn't act normal and tears were starting to build up in her eyes.
"Well, honey." Nat pondered. "Your mama and I thought we could hang out with Mrs. Widow today" she lied.
"But I only bring Mrs. Widow when you and Mama are not around" you pouted. "Are you gonna go on another trip?" you asked. Usually, they'd bring Mrs. Widow with you to Tony's to look out for you when they were on their mission.
"Oh no baby" Wanda butted in. "We're just gonna have a little get-together" she bitterly smiled. "Like a tea party"
"Okay!!" you giggled.
Oh, how innocent you were, Natasha thought. How could they leave someone like you?
On the way to your destination, you recognize the streets. You know where the car was going. And you prayed you guys were just gonna pass there.
As the car stopped your heart dropped. "Mommy? Why are we here?" Natasha looked at you and just smiled. You got out of the car confused about what was going on. You can hear Wanda's silent cry and you can get rid of the pounding in your chest.
"I don't wanna go in there" you murmured seeking comfort from your mommy by holding your arms up to get carried.
Your parents greeted the people there until they got into an office. You guys sat in silence and your grip on your mom grew stronger. You didn't want to let go.
"Mrs. and Mrs. Romanoff?" a lady with formal attire asked. Your parents simply nodded.
"She's ready for her" she ushered.
For her? Does she mean me? you thought.
When Natasha carried you to another room a person was waiting. She had the same hair as you, the same eyes, and the same nose.
"Is that my daughter?" the lady asked.
Your grip tightens more than ever. Natasha was trying to pry off your arms so the lady could have a look at you. But the more she tried the more you clung to her.
"It's okay, honey" Wanda assured.
"No!" you bite.
"It's okay, someone just wants to meet you" Wanda assured again but you weren't dumb you know where this is going.
"No, mama!" you insisted.
Natasha desperately pried you off her until your grip grew weak. She passed you to the lady like a piece of toy. You trashed around not caring who you hit.
"It's okay I'm your real mother," the lady said but you didn't care.
"NO!" you shouted. "Mama help!" you desperately cried.
Wanda cried seeing you like this. They never knew a day could come that you were gonna leave their side. Getting you from foster care when you were only 7 months old brought them joy and now that you're seven the real mother wants to take you back.
"Mama!!!! Mommy!!!!" you sobbed. They never moved and never tried to interfere. It was getting on your nerves. "MAMA!!!!"
They hadn't heard you cry like this in a while. Your cry shattered their hearts into pieces.
"Maybe it's better if you guys head out" the lady with a formal attire said.
"NO!" you insisted. "Mommy don't leave me" you wailed.
Oh, how Wanda wanted to take you and run miles from here. How desperate she was to not bring you back here. But still, they slowly went out the door.
"MAMA!!!" you wailed again trying to pry your hands out of the random lady who claims to be your mother.
"I don't want to be here!" you shouted.
"Mama, Mommy please don't leave me" you sobbed.
But all they did was smile.
P.s i dont really know how foster care works😭 bare with me for the sake of angst
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Nat: Can we kill him?
Wanda: Yes we can
Y/N: For the last time no!
Wanda: He hurt you
Nat: So we need to hurt him
Y/n: He just bumped into me, please let him go
Nat and Wanda holding a knife each to a man's throat
Nat: Say sorry now
The man: I'm sorry! I'm sorry I bumped into you! Just let me go!
They let him go and he runs off
Wanda: He'll never touch you again princess
Nat: And if he does we'll kill him
Y/n: You two are so dramatic, I'm glad I didn't tell you about the other day when my professor-
Nat: What did he do?!
Wanda: let's get him!
Y/n:...I'm with psychopaths...
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delulu-with-wandanat · 4 months
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Natasha’s 15 year old shameless sibling has a crush on her girlfriend, Wanda.
Wanda: I’m 30 and I'm literally dating your sister-
Y/n, with a squeaky voice: You’RE 30?!
Wanda: Ya…
Y/n:
Y/n: Its okayy, no one has to know bb gworl…
Wanda: DOOONTT-
Natasha: DONT call her bby girl! She’s not your fuckin Spanish teacher-
Y/n: Hola- Hola como estas.
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wandasfifthwife · 1 day
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I got a bad idea series mood board ₊˚.
—> what home feels like
Wanda Maximoff ₊˚.
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cold hands • welcoming • colorful • prefers a relaxing environment • late nights • physical touch • stern but gentle • running errands • golden hour • random pet names •
Natasha Romanoff ₊˚.
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prefers things done (type A) • callused hands • early mornings • neutral colors • farm work • reserved to many • acts of service • falling asleep everywhere • goose lover •
Reader ₊˚.
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bit of a drinker • chaotic • hopeless romantic • New York City • a people pleaser • late nights & even later mornings • over thinker • late night calls • unpredictable • cares deeply •
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scarlethexelove · 2 months
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Can you please do a part 2 for we'll keep you safe. Maybe some nice domestic bliss. Maybe someone tries to ruin that.
Save You
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Pairing: WandaNat x Reader
Word Count: 2786
Warnings: Angst, Kidnapping, Pregnant reader, Mentions of Birth, Assault (On Reader), Torturish (Being strapped down), Murder (Well Deserved), some fluff.
Part 1 We'll Keep You Safe
A/N: This one was fun to write. I liked coming up with idea's and enjoyed writing this. So I hope that everyone likes it. Definitely some touchy things with Reader being hit but nothing too bad. Really please enjoy.
NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN
The sound of popping and sizzling can be heard as the bacon is being cooked on the stove. You're mindlessly watching it cook, checking if the bacon is ready to flip or not. Arms wrap around your waist lifting your swollen stomach lightly. You let out a moan of pleasure and relief. A body pressing against you and kissing your neck. “Mmm fuck.” You lean into the body behind you. “Feel good detka?” Natasha asks from behind you. “Yes” You breathe out. Natasha kissing your shoulder and neck gently. 
“She has been hanging pretty low and I feel like I’m ready to pop.” You sigh the soft moment between you and one of your wives. This is your second pregnancy and it has been a rough one. “You need to relax and get off your feet.” Natasha says trying to guide you away from the stove but you're stubborn. You need to flip the bacon so that is what you do. “I need to finish cooking breakfast.” 
Both of your attentions are pulled away when you hear the patter of three quick footsteps. You look down the hall seeing Wanda chasing after the twins. “Come here you little rascals.” Wanda says scooping Billy into her arms but not quite able to catch Tommy. Billy lets out a giggling squeal as Wanda kisses all over his face. You break out into a wide grin watching the adorable interaction. She notices you smiling, setting the boy down and wrangling them into the kitchen. 
“Sit down boys, breakfast will be done soon.” You lean down kissing both their heads as they wrap around your legs nudging Natasha back a bit. “Ok Momma.” The boys say in unison as they quickly scramble into their chairs. Wanda gently pecks your lips before ushering for you to sit down with the boys. “You relax, I'll finish here.” You try to stop her but Natasha picks you up making you let out a squeal. “Natty put me back down. I was almost done. I can finish it. I’m pregnant, not  broken.” You try to argue with your wifes but they have none of that. “Sit, relax, we have this.” Natasha tells you as she sets you down in your seat. You huff crossing your arms. “Fine.” You give them a small pout. Nat leans down kissing your pout and then your head as she moves to keep the twins entertained while Wanda finishes cooking. 
You smile fondly as you watch Nat playing with the twins. Thinking of how you got here. What your life was like before they saved you. Some time after they took you from your wife they set you down to explain everything. Turns out they were the Avengers. You thought maybe it was a coincidence but was surprised to find out. Your so-called ex-wife was their mission. Turns out she was an assassin just like Natasha. You were her cover. All of it was fake, well of course all of it but the beatings you got from the woman. They were tasked to bring her in to help take down the red room. But they had fallen for you and when they saw what she had done to you that day they weren’t going to let it go so easily. Your ex put up a good fight but she was no match for Wanda, ending in her being killed. 
And that is how you ended up here with the best life you could have imagined. Two beautiful wives, two beautiful boys, and a little girl on the way. Your wives had retired from being Avengers shortly after you gave birth to the boys. Wanting to be around for you and the kids. Your life is perfect. 
You're pulled out of your thoughts when you hear the doorbell ring. “I’ll get it.” You say as you use the table to help you lift yourself up. “Detka.” Wanda tries to warn you. “You are cooking and Nat is playing with the boys. I can open a door.” She relents, nodding her head to you. You make your way to the door, opening the door to find a woman standing there. “Hi, can I help you?” You ask the unfamiliar woman at the door. She says nothing as she quickly jabs a needle in your neck. Her hand clasping over your mouth to muffle any cries that would come out. The world around you starts to spin as your body feels heavy. Your vision fades black until your body drops. 
You feel groggy and your head is heavy as it hangs down. You blink your eyes open, lifting your head up. You try to move but your hands and feet are strapped to a table that has you upright. Your vision is blurry as you try to focus your eyes. Soon enough a man comes into focus. The man is taller than you, round face, gray hair, and glasses. He gives you a sinister grin as you focus on him. Your body is still feeling heavy. “Wh-who are you?” You mutter out. “Hmm I’m surprised my little widow didn’t tell you all about me.” The man chuckles. You rack your brain trying to figure out who he is. He watched you curiously to see if you could figure it out. But that is when it hits you. Natasha has told you about her life. Her life before the Avengers. “Dreykov.” You spit out his name like it is poison on her tongue. His grin just grew with approval. 
“So she does talk about me.” He says with a vote of arrogance. If you could, you would punch him in the throat. Beat him until he black and blue on the floor no longer breathing. But your restraints prevent you from even touching him. He can see the fire in your eyes and the desire to hurt him. He leans in close enough for you to smell his breath and feel it fan against your face. “I want what was taken from me and you're going to give it to me.” 
A wave of confusion washes over your face. He watches you with the smile never leaving his face. You think it over, does he want Natasha back? What can you do for him to do that? Will she come try and rescue you and sacrifice herself to save you. You have no clue what it could be. He gives you a little bit before speaking up again. “My precious widow left me. She had the perfect genetics to be the perfect widow. Highly skilled and one of the most efficient widows ever to go through the program.” He pauses scratching his chin. “But as an Avenger she won’t be so easily controlled anymore and I can’t risk the exposure. So I’ll settle for something, rather someone else.”  His eyes travel down to your stomach before looking back into your eyes. Your stomach turns at the realization. A wave of sickness overtakes you as you feel like you're going to throw up and you almost do. 
“Y-you can’t.” Tears start to well in your eyes. But the man doesn’t care, he is satisfied by your reaction. You don’t know how he knows that the baby is Natasha’s and that you're having a girl. Have they been watching you this whole time? Waiting for the right opportunity to strike. “I’m taking what I lost. She will be a part of a new age of widows. Enhanced, stronger and faster than ever.” He places his hand on your stomach and you fight against the restraints. “Get your fucking hands off of me you filthy disguesting pig.” You seeth. He slaps you across the face hard. The sting setting in as tears run down your cheeks. “My wives are going to find you and when they do they are going to gut you like the pig you are. You will never have my baby.” His actions are not stopping you. 
This time he lands a punch on your face. Your head whipping to the side. You look back at him smiling, blood running from the cut in your lips onto your teeth turning them a shade of red. “You think I can’t take a punch. Your other pathetic widow did it for you and hits harder than you. You weak pathetic man. Looks like you don’t even care that she is gone.” The man seethes at your words landing a few more punches. He stops your blood coating his knuckles as he takes out a white handkerchief. Gently wiping the blood off as he looks back up to you. “She was weak and deserved what she got.” 
You're not surprised by the man's words or reactions. Natasha said how short tempered the man was. You don’t know why you chose to talk back to him. Maybe in hopes that when Natasha and Wanda find you that they see you and kill him right on the spot. They have done it once for you and you hoped they would do it again. 
“Get comfortable, you're going to be here awhile.” He chuckles heading towards the door, knowing that in your position there is no way to get comfortable, only pain. “Hey fuck face. Your widow took me before I could eat some food and if you want my baby she needs food which means I need food.” You try to reason with him in some hopes of food. “Fine.” He waves his hand as he exits the room. Knowing that you are right as much as he would love to starve you to death instead. He then thinks maybe that will be what he does after you have given birth. 
A few minutes later a widow walks in a bowl in her hand. You can see the contents and they look like slop. Is this what Natasha had to always eat? Nasty slop that isn’t meant for human consumption. She walks closer to you not speaking words but holding up the spoon to your lips. You hesitantly take the lumpy food in your mouth. It is bland with a horrible texture but you need to eat something. You just hope your girls make it here quick.
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Natasha and Wanda don’t take long to know you’re gone. They watch the camera’s to see that a woman has taken you and Natasha knows exactly who was behind it. She sees red. She is going to take him down once and for all. She won’t stop until all the widows are freed from under this tortuous man. 
They drop the kids off with Clint and Laura saying they will be back soon. “Mommy, Mama please don’t go.” Billy protests holding on tightly to Wanda. The boys don’t understand what is going on and where you are but if you're gone they don’t want them to leave either. “Mommy and Mama have to go save Momma.” Wanda kisses his head. “We will be back soon, I promise.” She tells the boys. Tommy is clinging to Natasha and she kisses his head. “Mommy and me love you very much and so does Momma. But some bad people took Momma and we need to go help her. Can you two be good for Uncle Clint and Aunt Laura for us. We promise to give you a big surprise when we get home with Momma.” Natasha explains. The boys nod their heads with tears in their eyes. Both women take turns giving each boy a hug and a kiss on the forehead before heading out. 
Natasha makes a few calls and enlist the help of her sister Yelena, her adopted mother and father Melina and Alexi. All of them vowing to take the red room down once and for all. Melina has the access to get them into the red room. So they use that to their advantage. 
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You don’t know how long you have been locked up here. Your body aches painfully still strapped to the bed. A widow comes in periodically to feed you before leaving again. You tried to talk to them before but they stayed silent the whole time. You’re starting to lose hope that Wanda and Natasha are going to find you. Scared that Dreykov will get exactly what he wanted. To take your daughter and to form her into the most deadly widow of all time. Your cheeks are bruised and swollen as tears run down them. Your face is covered in dried crusty blood. They only bother to feed you and nothing else. You don’t want your daughter to grow up in this world and you know that neither of your wives would either, especially Natasha. 
Alarms blare as you hear explosions erupting from various points around the structure. There are more sounds of explosions, bullets, and movement of people on the other side of the door. You hear some fighting directly outside of your door. You don’t know if you should be excited or scared of what is to come. Soon the door slams open and a Blonde enters. She quickly shuts the door, holding a hand up to her ear. “I found her. East wing behind a large wooden door.” She then meets your eyes making fast movements towards you and she starts to undo your restraints. “Who are you?” You question the blonde as she undoes your ankles. “My name’s Yelena. Natasha is my sister and I’m here to help you.” She stands up undoing your wrist. “Nat has a sister.” You look at her a little hurt that you didn’t know. “Adopted sister, we were in the red room together.” She undoes your last restraint. Your legs giving out under you, Yelena quickly catches you in her arms and gently gets you to the ground. 
The door slams open and you see a frantic Natasha with Wanda behind her. Behind the both of them you see Dreykov wrapped in Wanda’s magic struggling to try and get free. But his attempts are futile. They both rush forward and see the condition you're in. Natasha takes you from Yelena and pulls you tightly into her arms. “I’m so sorry Y/n. I promised to keep you safe and I failed.” You can hear her sniffling as you bury your head in her neck. “You saved me.” Was all you could murmur out. 
 Wanda looks back at Dreykov, more red swirling in her eyes. Her magic wrapped up to his neck before snapping it. The sickening sound of the crack before her magic dissipates and his body slams to the ground making a thud. You jump a bit at the sound. But Natasha shushes you, rubbing your back. Soon Wanda is by your side as you start sobbing in relief. Wanda wrapping her arms around the both of you as you feel safe again in their arms. 
Your relief is cut short as sharp pain is felt in your stomach before you feel a gush of liquid between your legs. With the pain you were having all over you glossed over the repeating pain in your stomach. “Oh shit!” is all you hear from Nataha, the liquid also soaking into her lap. “What?” Wanda questions before Yelena cuts in. “Guys, we need to get a move on. This place is going down soon.”  But you ignore Yelena’s words. “I think my water just broke.” You say as another wave of pain hits you. “My water definitely broke” You groan gripping onto Natasha. “Oh shit!” You hear collectively from the three women. 
Natasha picks you up and carries you. Making your way out of the exploding base. Once you’re all outside you can see that you're up in the air and you're making your way towards a quinjet. Your contractions get closer together as you groan in pain. The women getting you and other women onto the ships to get everyone off safely. Melina and Alexi had freed the widows on the ship and were able to get the locations off the others around the world to release them from the red rooms' control. 
Once everyone is on the ships the Quinjet takes off. You’re not going to be able to make it safely back to your home or a hospital in time to have your baby. So with the help of Melina and Yelena you safely deliver your baby girl. Not without some yelling at your wives that they did this to you but they hold your hands and support you through all of it. Adding not just Liliya to the family but also Yelena, Melina, and Alexi. Your family grew larger than you expected it to today but you wouldn’t have it any other way.
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rxmqnova · 27 days
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Y/N: So... l've seen you've been spending a lot of time with Natasha recently.
Wanda: No, Y/N, it's not what it looks like, I swear.
Y/N: Oh really? So no reason for me to be jealous?
Wanda: No! You're the only one for me.
Y/N: Is that so?
Wanda: I promise! Natasha and I are just dating, okay? She's my girlfriend.
Y/N: So there are no best-friends-feelings involved?
Wanda: You are still my one and only best friend! She's just the love of my life, nothing more!
Y/N: But I'm still the platonic love of your life, right?
Wanda: Of course!
Natasha: What the-
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auroraromaximoff · 1 year
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Wanda: There's a word to describe our situation you know
Natasha: Starts with an L...
Y/n: Lesbians!
Yelena: *Wheeze*
Natasha: Lost, y/n, we are lost...
Yelena: Technically she wasn't wrong!
Wanda: Amongst other things, we are lost
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