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Death as the life she fled

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Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal

Words: 3.1k

Summary: Death has a son, but she cannot stay away. She should though, because in the end it will hurt even more when she has to let him go.

Warnings: Angst, fluff, hurt, swearing, character death

a/n: here's the agathario one shot that made me cry writing it lmao enjoy

It hurts, watching them from afar. Lurking in the shadows as a life so precious grows without knowing their other parent, her. Lady Death. 

From his conception to his birth, Death hoped against all odds that her child would come into the world free of all her burdens, healthy and vigorous as any children should be. Not sickly and so frail that her love refused to let her come near, afraid that she was going to take him away. 

Eventually, she will be forced to lead her baby boy into the afterlife, say nothing as Agatha curses her for eternity. She knows her wife well, if you could even still call her that. Knows the nightmares that plague her every night, knows the reason why she keeps on killing other witches. A simple distraction for her, keeping Rio occupied so that her heavy gaze doesn’t next fall on their precious boy. 

Even when their son is nothing but a newborn that only knows hunger and his mother’s love Rio cannot stay away. She tries to, of course. But one such night where Agatha is exhausted as any new mother is, sleep deep from exhaustion and their son’s fussing through the day, Nicky’s cries echoing in the forest, Death approaches her son. His intelligent blue eyes seem to immediately recognize her, as tiny as they are, for he reaches out for her while making noises that no entity like her should fold for. 

But she does, fall for her son every night that she comes for him. Every night she can she cradles him in her arms while his other mother is none the wiser, bonding with Nicky like any normal human mother would. She calms him in the depths of night when Agatha cannot, learns the way he likes to be rocked when something sets him off, knows he likes to listen to her voice when she speaks like he remembers her doing when he was still in her Love’s womb before his birth. 

Sometimes she stays with Nicky until the sun rises, on the rare nights where her work doesn’t urgently need her. Rio keeps her little boy safely in her arms, asleep until she puts him back in Agatha’s arms when she has to leave. As he gets older he sees her fade into the early morning shadows, and Rio knows that her son is able to see her still when she goes into her realm to evade her wife’s notice. 

It is not until the boy reaches two and a half years of age, such a sweet period filled with many milestones for any children, long after Nicky learns to walk and just starts to say a few words, that Agatha starts to get suspicious about her nightly visits. She sees the way their son looks over her shoulder, tiny blue eyes always fixed on the shadows around them, little mouth forming a pout without fail when he doesn’t find what he’s looking for. 

He calls Agatha mama, their boy, and he has taken to calling her mami. Such a sweet word in the mouth of their son, but one that sheds light upon their apparent connection that shouldn’t even exist. 

There’s a plague striking the little town where Agatha chose to settle in this time, and as always people are not strong enough to fight through the sickness, so it is said that Death should come for them. Nicky is only two, unaware of what he’s done when he calls for his mami when he sees her take a poor woman’s soul in the afterlife. Rio freezes, eyes wide as she turns to her son to see him in the arms of Agatha. 

“Mami! Mami!” Nicky cries out with tears in his eyes, not comprehending why his mama won’t let go of him. He doesn’t understand why he never sees his mothers together, doesn’t know why his mama gasps in horror when it dawns on her why her little boy has taken to calling her a word that wasn’t even meant for her to begin with. “Want mami!” 

Rio tries to stop her boy but it is too late, the air shimmers around her and for the first time in as long as their son has been on earth Agatha finally lays eyes upon her. In shock she let go of Nicky who doesn’t waist time running to Rio, and as a reflex more than anything lady Death bends down to receive his tiny body in her arms. She stills has her work face on, bones and all, yet her sweet boy sees nothing but his mami as he looks into her eyes. 

“Mami me miss you! Please stay with me and mama!” Nicky continues calling out for his mami despite being reunited with her. It has been days since he last saw her, he really missed the sound of her voice, the way she would cuddle him at night when mama is asleep. He totally misses the utter fury in Agatha’s eyes as Rio cuddles him. ‘’Mama always sad, please make mama happy? I no want mama cry!’’ 

It’s Rio’s turn to cry, because she knows. She knows Agatha cries herself to sleep most night, sees it in the tear tracks visible down her pale cheeks when she comes to visit Nicky. But now, hearing it from their baby boy’s mouth…

‘’I know sweet boy, I am aware,’’ Rio admits to her son, kissing him on the forehead. Nicky presses himself as close to his mami as he can, craving her warmth. ‘’But mami cannot stay with you both, she has a job to do. I told you, do you remember mijo?’’ 

‘’Mmh, mami help people when they die, si?’’ 

‘’That’s right Nicky, I help their soul settle into the afterlife,’’ Rio continues talking, aware of Agatha approaching at her back. She wipes her tears away, slowly detangling herself from her son. ‘’You have to go back with mama now though,  mami has to work okay?’’ 

‘’Mami come back after?’’ 

This, the hopeful look on her son’s face is all it takes to break Lady Death. And so despite the open hostility in her beloved’s eyes intended for her, Rio squeezes her son tighter against her and makes him a promise that even she knows she might not be able to keep. 

‘’For you? Always mijo, I will always come back.’’ 

Nicky goes back into his mama’s arms with red eyes, hiding his little face in his mother’s chest so as not to make his mami even more sad by seeing him cry. The son of Death stays oblivious to his mothers conflicted feelings for each other, blind to the love and anger his mama feels for his mami. 

‘’How long has this been going on?’’ Agatha asks with false calm, face neutral while her eyes convey a totally different story. ‘’How long have you been seeing my son without my permission?’’ 

‘’Our son Agatha, ours. Nicky is as much mine as he is yours,’’ Rio sighs, a heavy feeling settling in her chest. She fights to keep her composure, reins in her more impulsive thoughts. ‘’You can pretend that you hate me all you want my Love, but do not deny me this one thing. I am his mother, just like you.’’ 

‘’How long?’’ 

Rio knows this is a losing battle. She sighs again, ignoring the tugging for another soul’s retrieval for this one time. 

‘’He was but three days old when I…when I started holding him in the night. I wished only to get a glimpse of our little miracle, to stay in the shadows and leave you alone, but Nicky was crying so much and you slept so profoundly I feared something was wrong so I-I appeared to him as I appeared to you when we first met,’’ Rio confesses, hands toying with a purple lily flower. ‘’He reached for me Agatha, with his tiny little hands he reached for me in the dark. Nicky stopped crying as soon as I held him, and the way he looked at me…I fell in love with our son the moment his eyes met mine. How could I not when he has his mother’s ey-‘’ 

‘’I forbid you from ever seeing him again, do you hear me?’’ 

‘’What?’’ 

Surely, Rio heard wrong. Agatha couldn’t be possibly asking her to- 

‘’You heard me right the first time, Lady Death,’’ Agatha says with fury as she turns her back on Rio. ‘’Today is the last time you’ll ever lay your eyes upon my son, Rio. Go behind my back ever again and I’ll find a way to kill you even if it’s the last thing I do.’’ 

‘’My Love, please he’s my son too-‘’ 

‘’He is mine and I won’t let you take him away from me!’’ 

‘’You know I can’t change anything Agatha!’’ Rio shouts in a desperate attempt, broken by the alarmed eyes of their baby boy peeking through his mama’s hair. She feels his distress, sees how Nicky cowers from their fight. ‘’Please my Love, I love him just as much as I do you. You cannot ask me to stay away from our son because you’re afraid I’ll take him away!’’ 

The kiss is unexpected, full of lust, love and anger.  Agatha moves against her like they’re the only people in the world, exploring Rio’s mouth with her tongue and pulling moans from her that Lady Death has no shame in letting out. Agatha bites down on her bottom lip, right hand coming up to cradle Rio’s cheek as their forehead settle against one another. 

‘’You were the only person I thought I could trust in my entire life, yet one day you’re going to take my baby away from me,’’ Agatha breathes against her lips, a lone tear running down her cheek. ‘’And the worst part of all of this is that I still love you.’’ 

‘’Agatha, please-‘’ 

‘’Goodbye, my Love.’’ 

Six months. It takes Rio six months to find them again, the days bleeding into each other as she looks for her wife and son. The killing of witches had doubled in the last six months, Agatha’s effort in distracting her dwindling down as their boy’s birthday approaches. Which is partly to blame as to why Rio manages to find them. 

Another dead coven, another job. She just barely leads the last witch into the afterlife when Rio feels tiny hands tugging at her robe. She stops, looking down into the bright blue eyes of a very special little boy. 

‘’MAMI! I found you mami!’’ 

Nicky cries as Rio hugs him, heart whole once again as her little boy is back in her arms. She looks around, expecting to find Agatha running after their son, but not even the animals in the forest make a sound. No one is here but them. 

‘’Oh mijo I missed you my little prince,’’ Rio whispers against his hair, breathing in the earthy scent of the little one in her arms. He stills smells the same, a mix of her and Agatha. ‘’But why are you on your own? Is your mama coming?’’ 

At the question her little boy bursts into tears, hiding his tiny face into her neck. 

‘’It’s their fault mami, mama was hurt because of them,’’ Nicky cries as he squeezes Rio, blind to the way his mami’s eyes darken with anger. ‘’They tried to hurt me mami, they saw the flowers I made for mama and they threw rocks at me. One lady had a knife and mama got hurt because she pushed the lady away from me.’’ 

‘’Where is she? Where is your mama?’’ 

‘’In the water, she was writing something in the dirt but then…no more.’’ 

Rio ran, she ran until she arrived at the riverbank where Agatha was bleeding out with her face down. Nicky was silent as her eyes caught on to the writings in the dirt, the symbols and letters all part of a very familiar ritual. 

‘’Oh my Love, you tried to call on me,’’ Rio cries out as she takes Agatha’s face in her hand, brushing her lips against her cheek. ‘’My smart girl, I’m right here with you. Everything’s going to be okay.’’ 

There is an imperceptible green glow to her lips as Rio brushes them against Agatha’s nose, her cheeks, her jaw, her neck and lastly her lips. There is no more bleeding by the time Rio sits back to witness Agatha’s skin turning back to its natural color, Nicky pressing into her side to see the change. 

‘’Your mama is a very smart woman mijo, never forget that,’’ Rio says, smiling when her boy cuddles deeper into her. Agatha’s eyelids flutter and her heart drops, knowing that she has to leave. ‘’Take care of your mama for me, okay Nicky?’’ 

‘’I will mami, don’t worry,’’ Nicky says with a big smile on his face. His tiny face turns sad as Rio gets up, dusting her cloak as she turns around, and that is how she completely misses Agatha opening her eyes. ‘’But mami, who will look after you?’’ 

‘’Don’t worry mijo, I’ll be fine on my own.’’ 

If only she had turned around at this very moment instead of slipping into the shadows like usual, Rio would’ve seen the yearning on Agatha’s face, the lingering regret as she let her leave without saying anything. 

The circle continues like before. Rio comes back almost every night to see Nicky, only this time Agatha is aware of her nightly visits. Sometimes she’s awake, other times not. She never says anything though, only watches in silence as Rio and Nicky bond more together each night. 

But alas their blissful time together had to come to an end, eventually. 

Nicky falls sick three days after his sixth birthday and never gets better. Everyday his tiny body is wracked by coughing fits too great for a boy his size, fever too high for someone so young. 

They try, Agatha and Rio, for months they try to find a remedy to their son’s sickness. But deep down they know nothing is to be done, that it is inevitable. 

Something to be known about Nicky is that he loves to sing, he even created a song with his mama. At this point he hasn’t used his voice for anything other than talking for months, until one day. One deceptively peaceful day, where he sings for a small crowd in a tavern as Agatha tries to con people into giving her money, old habits die hard they say. 

When Nicky finishes his little song, nausea hits him. He gets down from his stool, stumbling as he walks by tables and benches, turning around only when his mama calls for him. 

‘’I have to go now. My mother is waiting for me.’’ 

Agatha is frantic as she runs after him, knows what he meant when he said those words. Try as they might, Rio’s calling to him. That night they fall asleep in front of a dying fire, Nicky safely enveloped in his mama’s arms with a content smile on his face. 

Rio comes out of the shadows the moment they fall asleep. Her dark eyes are lined with tears, a torch in her hand as she observes her little boy opening his eyes in the dark of night. He smiles when he sees her, ever her happy boy. 

‘’Is it time mami?’’ 

Rio nods, a finger resting over her lips telling her son to stay quiet so as not to wake Agatha. Nicky almost bolt towards her immediately, but it is without counting Rio gesturing towards his mama. The little boy smiles again, turns around and bends down, kisses once, then twice his mother’s cheek. 

‘’See you later mama!’’ 

Lady Death cries as her son runs into her arms, her smart little boy ever trying to comfort her. She takes a step with him still in her arms, another tear falls. 

‘’Don’t cry mami, I’m okay,’’ Nicky says as she keeps walking. He gently pokes Rio on the nose, trying but failing to lift her spirit. ‘’It’s your turn to take care of me, right?’’ 

In front of them the veil to the afterlife opens, cold air seeping from the opening. Rio knows she’ll be able to see her son again, but Agatha never will. Unless she dies, and that she will never allow. 

Nicky jumps down from her arms, stops right as he passes a foot through the veil, and turns a sad eye onto Death. 

‘’You take care of mama okay?’’ 

The next day when Agatha awakes, she’s cold. So very cold, and so is her little boy. Her heart drops as Nicky’s face stays frozen in time when she turns him her way. She shakes him in vain, cries to the sky to bring her boy back to her, to give her more time. She only needs more time…

‘’Agatha?’’ 

Blue eyes fall upon a figure dressed in green, time stops. 

‘’Did he suffer?’’ 

‘’Of course not,’’ Rio admits, a tear leaking from her eye. ‘’He went in his sleep, didn’t feel a thing.’’ 

‘’Good.’’ 

Rio breathes, takes a step, tries to reach for Nicky but recoils as Agatha slaps her hand away.

‘’I made him kiss you goodbye,’’ Rio tries, for the last time, to connect with Agatha. It doesn’t go well, as one would imagine, and a purple glow overtakes her love’s blue irises. ‘’My Love, you know I didn’t want to do it. If I could-‘’ 

‘’Leave.’’ 

‘’What?’’ 

‘’Leave and never come back.’’ 

‘’You don’t mean that, Agatha.’’ 

‘’Yes I do. Nicky was my son and you took him,’’ Agatha screams as she stands up, purple mist wrapping around her. ‘’He was mine and you took him!’’ 

‘’HE WAS MY SON TOO! Don’t you dare take that away from me, he was my baby too!’’ Rio yells back as furious tears run down her cheeks. ‘’You’re angry well I’m angry too! I hoped everyday that he wouldn’t suffer the consequences of our actions, that Nicky wouldn’t die simply because he’s Death’s son. Don’t you think I blame myself enough for both of us? Don’t you think I would give my own life to get him back?! I would tear down the entire world to get our baby back if it meant having you back too, but I can’t. I lost him and I lost you, and there’s nothing I can fucking do about it!’’ 

Death leaves and never comes back. Not until centuries later, when a group of witches summon her onto this fake reality made by the son of the Scarlet Witch. Blue eyes meet brown as a flower is presented, love centuries old gone undetected in her eyes by everyone but her. Her Agatha. 

‘’Surprise, my Lady.’’ 

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Help not me almost crying writing that Agathario one shot 😭💔

(It’s almost finished btw)

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I might have one angsty AgathaRio one shot in the works…I had the idea while listening to “Carolina” by Taylor Swift yesterday and couldn’t get it out of my head 🫢

I can’t spoil anything yet but Nicky’s definitely present and there will be angst (look at me writing angst when I said I hated doing it 😭😂)

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On my knees for both 🥰🫡🧎🏻‍♀️💅🏻

Natasha: Why do yo have to be so tall?

Wanda: Would you prefer me on my knees?

Natasha: What?

Wanda: What?

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Can't remember what I used to fight for - Chapter 14

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Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal x Wanda Maximoff

Words: 2.8k

Summary: Rio AND Agatha, your are the mothers! (Nicky agent of chaos makes a comeback)

Warnings: fluff, swearing (no smut this chapter but I almost wrote some in lmao the smut gods are always near)

They dance around the subject for days, not knowing how to react, outright refusing to talk about it amongst themselves. Rio and Agatha both blissfully thought that if they ignore it it would go away, but as the days went by and Wanda herself finally noticed that something was wrong with her powers, the elephant in the room couldn’t keep getting overlooked anymore.  

Still, denial wasn’t a word strong enough to describe what both older witches were experiencing. Despite their little Nicky being miraculously brought back to life thanks to Billy, the trauma from his pregnancy and birth was still fresh in their mind like it happened yesterday. They loved each other, of course they did, but the mere thought of having to bury another child…

Agatha killed thousands after they lost Nicky, Wanda almost tore down the multiverse for her twins , who’s to say the three of them combined wouldn’t destroy entire worlds if they ever lost their baby? 

‘’Goodnight mama,’’ Nicky yawns as Wanda tucks him in, her smile so big it could rival the sun. The six now almost seven year old had taken to calling Wanda ‘mama’ not that long ago, and each and every time he did the red head physically melted. ‘’Tell mama and mommy I love them too!’’ 

‘’I will sweet boy, don’t worry,’’ Wanda brushes her lips on the little boy’s forehead, watching as his sleepy little eyes close. One minute goes by and he’s already asleep. ‘’Sweet dreams little prince.’’ 

Wanda exits Nicky’s bedroom with a quiet sigh, heart heavy with love as she takes advantage of still being downstairs to check on the three teenagers of the household thankfully asleep by the time she opens their door. A spark of green erupts from Wanda’s hand as she tries to use it to turn of the light in the hallway, huffing as it results in nothing happening except getting her frustrated. 

‘’Is something wrong Wanda?’’ 

Agatha almost regrets popping up unannounced behind Wanda, the red head turning around with an all too familiar scarlet glow to her eyes ready to fight whoever was stupid enough to mess with her. 

‘’Dammit Agatha, I could’ve killed you!’’ Wanda protests as Agatha wraps her arms around her waist, tugging her closer. She sighs and puts her chin on Agatha’s shoulder, content as the older witch holds her. ‘’I don’t know what’s wrong with me Aggie, every time I’ve tried to use my magic it’s all messed up and it’s like I’m siphoning you or m-Rio, I don’t understand! I swear I’m not doing it on purpose!’’ 

‘’I know my Love, I know,’’ Agatha gently caresses up and down Wanda’s back, guilt written all over her face as she realizes sooner rather than later her and Rio have to come clean with their suspicions. ‘’Everything’s gonna be fine soon Wanda, you’ll see.’’ 

‘’How do you know that?’’ Wanda’s words are muffled by Agatha’s hair, the younger witch happy to be hidden and burrowed in the purple witch’s protective embrace. She was clingy from the beginning, but less and less these days she likes to be parted from Rio and Agatha. ‘’I just want everything to go back to normal…’’ 

Agatha’s heart shatters when a sob breaks through her little witch, more affected by what’s been happening as it seems. She curses under her breath and carries Wanda bridal style into their bedroom, locking eyes with a concerned Rio whom was waiting for them to fall asleep. As soon as Wanda catches sight of the green witch she jumps onto her, clinging on to her as hard as she was holding on to Agatha moments ago. 

‘’My, what a cuddly sweet girl I have in my hands,’’ Rio teases Wanda as she tickles her in the sides, earning her a laugh and tired hands trying to bat hers away. ‘’Did Agatha tire you out without me?’’ 

‘’No ma-Rio! Aggie did nothing wrong!’’ 

‘’Yeah, Rio. I was a perfect angel,’’ Agatha smirks as she lays down next to her women in bed, laughing when Rio rolls her eyes. ‘’What, don’t believe me?’’ 

‘’Somehow ‘Agatha’ and ‘angel’ in the same sentence doesn’t fit,’’ Rio muses, letting out a high pitch squeal when Agatha roughly grabs her ass. ‘’Hey! No funny business tonight, we have to-‘’ 

‘’Be quiet and look down a little.’’ 

In perfect synchronicity, both Rio and Agatha look down towards Wanda, seeing her already fast asleep against the green witch, her ear right up against Rio’s chest listening to her heartbeat. And just like the previous days since their startling realization, one of Wanda’s hand is resting protectively over her own stomach. 

‘’We have to tell her tomorrow mi amor, I don’t want her to find out we knew this whole time and we didn’t tell her,’’ Rio says to her wife, right hand joining Wanda’s resting on her stomach. The green witch doesn’t know how she didn’t sense it earlier, this slight call for her, the same one she felt when Agatha was pregnant with their Nicky. ‘’We can’t keep ignoring it.’’ 

‘’Well, tomorrow’s Saturday so we might as well make it a family affair, right?’’ 

‘’Agatha be serious, we don’t know how she’ll react, and we can’t drop this bombshell on her with your coven watching,’’ Rio whispers as she tries not to wake Wanda. It was touch and go with the red head, sometimes she could sleep through anything and other times just the sound of them talking woke her up. ‘’I suspect Lilia knows something, she looked at me funny the other day.’’ 

‘’How do we even tell Wanda that you got her pregnant?’’ 

‘’How I got Wanda pregnant? Mi amor this was a joint effort,’’ Rio huffs and halfheartedly slaps Agatha on the arm. ‘’In case you haven’t noticed, she’s been using your purple as much as she’s been using my green.’’ 

‘’I know, I know, I was just joking,’’ Agatha lays her arm over Rio and Wanda, sighing contentedly as she closes her eyes. ‘’Still, I don’t understand how it’s possible. We weren’t even trying to-‘’ 

“Do you think she had something to do with it?” 

“What kind of stupid question is that my Love?” Agatha whisper yells, disbelief ringing through her voice. “We’re ninety percent sure that Wanda’s pregnant, of course she had something to do with it!” 

“Hold your horses, I didn’t mean it like that,” Rio rolls her eyes, shushing Wanda when the redhead moves in her arms. “I only meant to say that she had a heavier hand in this than us? Do you perhaps recall how Tommy and Billy were made?” 

Agatha’s eyes widen in surprise and sudden understanding, blue eyes taking in their little witch in a new light. 

“Well I’ll be damned,” Agatha whispers as she brushes her lips over Wanda’s shoulder. The red witch unconsciously leans into the touch, a soft sigh leaving her lips when Agatha keeps kissing up her neck. “Chaos magic is a wonderful thing, isn’t it my Love?” 

“Mmh, we’ll talk more in the morning,” Rio narrows her eyes at Agatha as she keeps peppering kisses all over Wanda’s neck. “Don’t you dare wake my baby up!” 

“You’re no fun! Besides…”

The purple loving witch puts her hand over her wife’s and girlfriend’s, thumb gently rubbing against the barely noticeable bump. 

“We might have another kind of baby to take care of soon.” 

Rio wakes up first the next morning, blurry eyes taking in the sight of Agatha spooning Wanda from behind. Her eyes immediately zero in on Wanda’s stomach, a lone traitorous tear leaving her right eye as she blinks. 

She is happy, of course she is, even as her mind is telling her not to get her hopes up, that it could end in disaster just like it did with Nicky. Rio tentatively reaches out towards Wanda with her right hand, the green glow of her magic attempting to feel for any abnormalities in the life that her and Agatha are pretty sure is growing inside Wanda. 

It starts small, a spark of something warm and barely present, yet as Rio makes contact with the tiny bump a connection is formed and it’s like her entire world shifts on its axis. There’s a clear pull, similar to the one she feels with Nicky, but higher in its intensity, and Rio gasps as she feels something of an echo reverberating through this fragile bond. No, not an echo… 

A twin bond. 

Death jerks away as she feels the little life force trying to sap her energy, horrified at what it could to the little one in the safety of their mother’s womb. 

Rio doesn’t realize a literal cascade of tears has been running down her cheeks until she feels the hand that’s been trying to wipe them away nudge her head up. 

“What can you feel my Love? Is something wrong with the little one?” Agatha asks with panic filled eyes. Rio feebly uses one hand to share her discovery, barely able to believe it herself. “You’re joking? Tell me you’re not, please my Love!” 

“Mi amor I’m not, I can feel them,” Rio whispers as she connects her hand once again with Wanda’s tiny bump. The red head stirs at the touch but doesn’t wake. “I can actually feel them, both of them.” 

“And they’re okay? Nothing’s wrong with them?” Agatha is quick to make the same move as Rio, suddenly gasping herself as something small but definitely there calls out to her. “Oh my god please tell me there’s nothing wrong with them, I couldn’t bear to-“ 

“…what are you two doing?” 

The bubble of happiness is broken by Wanda’s sleepy voice, barely awake but conscious enough to feel her lovers’ hands all over her.  Something has shifted inside her, and judging by the guilty looks displayed by Rio and Agatha they noticed it too. 

“What are you not telling me?” Wanda asks as she sits up in bed, watching as Rio and Agatha’s hands fall from her stomach. She looks up into the teary eyes of Death herself, panicked. “Agatha why is she crying?” 

“There’s…something, hopefully a good something, that we must talk to you about,” Agatha says in a small voice, gathering the red head in her arms once again. “We were not sure how to broach the subject with you,  we were and are still scared of history repeating itself, but…” 

“Please don’t be angry at us for not telling you sooner. 

“Okay now you’re scaring me Rio,” Wanda dreads to think about what she’s unaware of, her hands unconsciously drifting towards her midsection. She sees the way Rio’s eyes sparkle at her movement, and it’s like something unlocks in her mind. A tiny little thing tugs at her mind protecting shields, a feeling she never thought she would get to experience ever again. “…that’s not-how?” 

“Well, we think it has to do with your Chaos magic,” Agatha reveals, gulping as Wanda looks at her dumbfounded. “Rio and I essentially think that what happened for you to have Tommy and Billy happened here too.” 

“Oh-oh god, I’m so sorry Agatha, Rio,” Wanda gets out of bed in a panic, tugging on her hair as she paces back and forth. It is something that she discovered herself not long after they got Tommy back, but she never had the courage to say anything. Until now, apparently. “I’m so sorry that I did it to you again Agatha.” 

“What do you mean again?” Agatha asks as Rio gasps in understanding. The green witch laughs then as a blush rises on Wanda’s cheeks. “Sweet girl what do you mean ‘again’?” 

Rio approaches Wanda slowly so as not to scare her, grabbing her hands and silently asking her a question to confirm what she now suspects is the truth. When Wanda’s blush deepens the green witch turns back to her wife with a triumphant grin. 

“My Love, how would you feel if Tommy and Billy were biologically yours?” 

“What the hell do you mean that’s not-oh. Oh.” Well now Agatha doesn’t know how to feel, but as she sees how Wanda cowers in her wife’s arms, scared of her reaction, her heart breaks a little and she knows she has to say something. “Oh Wanda, do the boys know?” 

“That I needed another human’s dna to create them and that I unknowingly used yours because even back then I felt things for you?” Wanda took a deep breath, still evading Agatha’s gaze. “No, no they don’t. They still believe that Vision was their father,  how could they even think otherwise when all their memories from the Hex are about him smiling down at them, of you being there for them as a friend and not their other unwilling biological mother. And now this-gods they’re going to hate me.” 

“For what it’s worth, I’m glad you used my stellar genetics to have Tommy and Billy,” Agatha grins as she throws her hair over her shoulder like she always does. “I’m sure they’ll be thrilled to know I’m their mommy.” 

“Oh please, Tommy loves you,” Wanda says as she turns around in Rio’s arms, content to stay right where she is. “And Billy only pretends that he doesn’t because he thinks you defiled me.” 

‘’For the record that’s exactly what we did sweet girl,’’ Rio whispers seductively, trailing one hand up Wanda’s chest until she wraps it around the red head’s throat. She’s gentle with her touch, but even then Wanda whines in her grip, asking for more. ‘’Look at you, so pliant under our hands. What would the others think if they knew how desperate you are for us?’’ 

‘’Trust me, they already know,’’ Agatha remarks as she opens their closet in search of clothes. ‘’Now get dressed you two, we don’t have time to start something this early in the day when we have the entire coven coming here.’’ 

‘’Your coven, if I recall,’’ Wanda adds cheekily, encouraging Rio to keep doing what she’s doing to her. ‘’Me and Rio could stay right here while you go downstairs and think about nothing but us fucking while you have to entertain your-‘’ 

Wanda gets dragged towards Agatha by a stream of purple magic before she can finish her sentence. She gulps, feeling the older witch’s hand replace Rio’s around her neck as she’s kept floating over the ground by Agatha’s powers. 

‘’Try that again with me one more time and I’ll have you bent over the bed with your mouth full of my cock while I let my devious wife spank your ass until you beg for us to stop,’’ Agatha growls in warning, pupils blown with lust as she presses down on Wanda’s neck in warning. ‘’Today is not the day to provoke me little witch, if I tell you there is no time for anything there is no fucking time!’’ 

‘’Don’t look at me like that pretty girl, mi amor is right,’’ Rio says as she snaps her fingers and suddenly finds herself dressed in a pair of comfortable grey sweatpants and a deviously cut tank top. Wanda’s eyes immediately zero in on her chest, her nipples picking through the thin material of her top, but unfortunately for the red head’s hungry gaze the green witch covers herself with a green hoodie. ‘’There will be time for that later my Love, we promise.’’ 

‘’…do they even realize how late in the morning it is?’’ 

‘’Oh stop it Jen, maybe their alarm didn’t ring!’’ 

‘’Or maybe they were too busy fuck-‘’ 

‘’STOP! Not another word out of your mouth Alice,’’ Billy whines as he flips the eggs in the pan. ‘’I do not need to be reminded that my mother gets-‘’ 

The brown haired teen gets interrupted by an out of breath America running into the kitchen with her arms full of a grinning six year old boy. 

‘’What have you two done now?’’ 

‘’It isn’t my fault we eavesdropped on their conversation,’’ America whines as she drops Nicky to the ground. ‘’Nicky made me do it!’’ 

‘’Really? A six year old child made you do something?’’ 

‘’Hey! Don’t judge Billy, he has everyone doing what he wants!’’ 

‘’…can I tell them now? Pretty please hermana can I tell them?’’ 

‘’Go ahead hermanito, tell them what we heard.’’ 

‘’…what exactly did you hear?’’ 

The children and the coven turned as one towards the entry to the kitchen to see the throuple of the century standing there with narrowed eyes directed at them. 

‘’Nothing, we heard nothing,’’ America let out as she hid behind Tommy who was busy cutting up fruits. She loved the three women like they were her real mothers, but they could put the fear of gods into her every time they looked at her like they were doing now. ‘’I know nothing, I swear!’’ 

‘’Hermana you’re lying!’’ Nicky stomps his feet on the floor, crocodile tears leaking from his eyes. ‘’We heard mommy and mama say that mama Wanda is pregnant!’’ 

‘’…she’s what now?’’ 

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Can't remember what I used to fight for - Chapter 13 NSFW

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Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal x Wanda Maximoff

Words: 3.8k

Summary: there's a time jump, and everyone is alive and happy (except you Strange, fuck you)

Warnings: smut, edging (the edging in itself isn't detailed, but it's mentioned), strap-on use, fingering, swearing, brat!Wanda, bottom!Rio (but only for Agatha, obviously), degradation and praise kink (lmao I don't really know but do tell me if I forgot something)

a/n: I feel like I'm shit at writing smut scenes, but I let myself get taken away by the creative juices and I'm highly influenced by the many fanfics I've read, so yeah...

‘’Ma’? Can you help me look for my shoes? Billy hid them and I can’t find them anywhere!’’ 

‘’I did not!’’ 

‘’Yes you did! Come on Billy, we’re going to be late for high school! MAMA!’’ 

Wanda groans sleepily as she opens one eye, woken up by her twins’ morning fight. Agatha is nowhere to be seen in bed, but she knows the older witch got up earlier to bring Nicky to school. Which inevitably means that Rio is the one holding her down in bed, one arm locked over her chest and the other innocently resting on her thigh. 

‘’Rio?’' 

‘’Mmh?’’ The green witch burrows her face in Wanda’s neck, hiding herself behind the younger witch’s fiery hair to evade the light of day. ‘’What is it my Love?’’ 

‘’Your son is asking for your help, and I need my sleep.’’

‘’My son, is it?’’ Rio’s hand slowly creeps upwards towards Wanda’s inner thigh, Death smiling sleepily as she feels the redhead squirm in her arms. ‘’I don’t recall giving birth to a speedster. Besides, he called for his Mama, and that’s definitely you!’’ 

Wanda rolls on her side to face Rio, a shiver running down her spine at the hungry look that awaits her. She licks her lips as she notices the older woman looking at hers, but that proves to be a small mistake as Rio crashes her lips against hers in a breathtaking kiss she never had the chance to dominate. She never does. 

A lone hand goes back to Wanda’s cunt, swiping through the remnants of last night’s activities and surely what must be the result of Rio’s morning teasing. 

‘’S-Stop that!’’ 

‘’Stop what?’’ Rio smirks as Wanda throws her head back against her pillow when deft fingers plunge inside her favorite little witch. She swallows Wanda’s moans with her mouth, chuckling when she goes to pull her hand away but Wanda immediately closes her legs and traps her there. ‘’Such a needy little slut, you’re so desperate for my touch this early in the day. Aren’t you?’’ 

‘’Oh fuc-yes, yes I am but-‘’

Both women are interrupted when their bedroom door gets slammed open by a blue blur, a white haired teenager now standing there rolling his eyes in disbelief. 

‘’Ma’! I called for your help, twice!’’ 

Wanda looks at Rio with her famous ‘’I told you so’’ face, suppressing a full body shudder as the green witch takes her fingers out of her wet core. Tommy is too busy fleeting around the room to see the heated exchange between the two women as Rio licks her fingers clean, maintaining eye contact as she wraps her tongue around her own digits. 

‘’Mama, don’t think I forgot that you also ignored me,’’ Tommy whines as he finally looks under their bed, eyes fast and overlooking Rio and Wanda’s state of dress -or rather, undress-. ‘’Billy told me he didn’t hide them but-HA! Found them! Thank you ma’ and mama, see you later!’’ 

‘’You’re welcome sweetheart!’’ 

Off the speedster goes, leaving in his wake the familiar blue residue of his power and two highly amused witches. They both look at each other and simultaneously laugh out loud. 

‘’I take what I said back, he’s definitely Agatha’s son.’’ 

‘’And who’s mine?’’ Rio asks, biting her lower lip when she pushes Wanda on her back and slowly goes down on her. Rio breathes in Wanda’s smell, pulling apart her legs as she looks up at her trough her eyelashes. ‘’Go on then, tell me little witch.’’ 

‘’Nicky, definitely Nick-oh, oh god!’’ 

Rio doesn’t waste anymore time as she swipes her tongue through Wanda’s wet folds, humming with pleasure at the taste of the red head on her tongue. The red witch immediately reaches for her head, pulling Rio in closer as pleasure bursts in her mind. 

The green witch slowly plunges her fingers back inside Wanda, closing her eyes and savoring the way the younger witch rocks against her face harder and harder as her orgasm approaches. Rio fucks the Scarlet Witch through her first orgasm of the day, not stopping even as she pushes Wanda over the edge for the second time in a row. It is only as Rio is meticulously licking up Wanda’s sticky mess all over her thighs and cunt, all the while tugging on the red head’s nipples with her fingers, that she stops, seeing behind her closed eyelids the glimmer of a familiar green light. 

Rio opens her eyes in a flash, watching mesmerized as a trail of flowers shoot out of Wanda’s left hand towards the wall, the Scarlet Witch’s usual red chaos magic replaced by her own green one. 

‘’Well that’s new, little witch,’’ Rio whispers to herself as she climbs up Wanda’s body, smiling at the dazed look upon the Scarlet Witch’s face. ‘’Hi there, still with me?’’ 

‘’Mmh, maybe,’’ Wanda closes her eyes as she pulls Rio into a hug. It appears that Wanda does not care, nor does it look like she’s aware of her unusual magical mishap. ‘’Have I already told you how talented you are with you mouth?’’ 

‘’You’re usually too fucked out to say anything, but thank you telling me.’’ Rio smiles as she nips Wanda’s ear with her teeth. ‘’But maybe I’ll tell Agatha that you prefer mine overs hers?’’ 

‘’No, you wouldn’t!’’ 

‘’You know I would,’’ Rio loves to see the fuzzy haze almost taking over Wanda at the threat. Because it is, a threat. ‘’You know how competitive Aggie can be. Need I remind you what happened the last time you told her you preferred my fingers over hers?’’ 

Oh, of course Wanda remembers. Agatha was so mad that day and she ended up tying Rio up on a chair with a vibrator turned to the highest setting pushed right up against her clit, making the green witch watch as she wrecked Wanda with her fingers and her strap until all the little witch could say was her name. It went on for hours, and both Rio and Wanda’s muscles ached for days after that. 

It all happened exactly six weeks ago, two weeks after they rescued Tommy and America from the Sanctum. 

Wanda’s speedster of a son was healed quickly in days thanks to his own healing abilities, as well as Rio’s. Tommy had woken up in tears with Wanda by his side, all his memories from the Hex coming back to him right as he opened his eyes. The white haired teen didn’t let go of his mother for an alarming amount of time, and he appeared even more protective of his mother than Billy was, which is why it surprised everyone when he got attached very quickly to Rio and Agatha, more intrigued than anything else by the dynamics of their relationship with his mother. 

Tommy realized that he could never see his father again (if you could even call Vision that anymore), but what he understood is that Rio and Agatha made his mother happy and that was the most important thing in his eyes. Billy still acting traumatized and refusing to somewhat acknowledge their relationship (as if he also didn’t secretly call Rio and Agatha his mothers) was a sore spot for the twins. For the teens, in general. 

Yes, teens. Because as much as America was tied to the Sanctum as a student she could never bring herself to go back there. Not yet, not after what happened to her. She flourished under the coven’s guidance, forgetting for a moment that her and Tommy almost died at the hands of a man long dead thanks to Rio. America basically became the fourth unofficial child of their household, but it was weird that no one came looking for her after they battled so hard to protect her from the one woman who would now defend her with her life. But maybe not so surprising, considering said woman raised a protective ward around their house preventing anyone from finding them by magical means. 

‘’We do have to get up Rio,’’ Wanda groans as she detaches herself and gets up out of bed, feeling Rio’s hungry eyes on her as she bends down to retrieve her nightgown. She yelps when a hand smacks her ass, glowing red eyes turning on the smirking culprit still laying in bed. ‘’Do not start something that you cannot finish.’’ 

‘’Someone forgot who she was talking to,’’ Rio is up in a flash, pressed against Wanda’s back faster than the Scarlet Witch can blink. Rio pulls the younger woman against her, taking advantage of the fact that she’s still naked to play with her nipples and kiss down on her shoulder. ‘’I can always finish you sweetheart, always. Now shove that little attitude back where it came from or I’ll have to punish you.’’ 

Rio can see it in the mirror, the way Wanda’s eyes darken with lust, how her little witch is debating whether or not it’s worth it to act up now when they have so much to do in so little time before Agatha comes back home. Wanda blinks and the red glow in her eyes is gone, her hazy green orbs meeting Rio’s dark gaze as she grabs one of the older witch’s hand to wrap it around her neck. 

‘’Go on, punish me,’’ Wanda taunts, leaning into the hand now wrapped around her neck with defiance written all over her face. Rio squeezes her in warning, a last chance for the red head to back down. ‘’I can take it.’’ 

‘’Fucking hell Wanda, I’m trying not to lose my shit with you,’’ Rio breathes in once more, teeth nipping the side of Wanda’s neck. Death is trying to give Wanda one last opportunity to back down, to be the obedient girl she knows she can be. ‘’One last chance sweetheart, behave.’’ 

Wanda locks eyes with Rio once again through the mirror, leaning into the hand around her neck as she seals her fate with her next words. 

‘’Make me.’’ 

When Agatha comes back from dropping Nicky off at school, it’s to find America happily munching on some cheerios in front of the Tv. The girl waves at her with a big smile on her face while Agatha wonders where in hell are her wife and girlfriend. 

“Hi there little star, have you seen my girls?” 

“Hello Agatha, no I haven’t,” America responds, munching on another mouthful of cereals. Agatha comes to give her a kiss on the head, like she’s been doing for weeks now. “I was expecting ma-Wanda to be in the kitchen an hour ago when I woke up, but her and Rio are still asleep, I think…” 

“Are they now?” The purple loving witch narrows her eyes at the ceiling, tentatively reaching out to her wife with her own magic. She does notice the teen’s slip of the tongue, something that keeps happening more and more these days, but chooses to file it away for later. “You keep eating these sweet girl, I’ll check on them.” 

“Okay bye! Love you!” 

Agatha smiles once again, happy to know that the scared and traumatized girl from weeks ago is now comfortable enough in her home to express her feelings. She walks up the stairs, keen eyes catching on to an almost imperceptible shimmer in front of her bedroom door, one she knows means Rio put up a silencing hex of some kind. 

Quickly Agatha opens the bedroom door to slither inside the room, shutting the door behind her and slamming her back against it. 

“Well, I certainly didn’t expect that.” 

Wanda has her hands tied behind her back, head tilted back in pleasure as Rio fucks her with the biggest strap-on they own, the one the red witch seems to love despite its substantial size. Agatha’s eyes darken as she sees Wanda ride her wife, broken moans escaping her as she nearly falls apart over and over again. 

Agatha’s eyes follow a track down Wanda’s back and they widen when she notices the mess all over the sheets. Rio meets her gaze over Wanda’s shoulder, gripping the younger witch by the neck as she attempts to look back. 

“Eyes on me pretty girl, eyes on me,” Rio growls as she puts her free hand on Wanda’s waist, helping the red head go up and down her strap. She smirks at Agatha, eyes dark and inviting her wife at their side. “Look at Wanda my love, taking all of me inside of her.” 

“I can see that,” Agatha says, a surprised moan escaping her when Rio grabs her by the neck to kiss her. She can taste something on her wife’s tongue, something she would know the taste of anywhere. “Fuck, you’ve eaten her out already? Is that why she’s such a mess?” 

“Mmh, someone decided to test me this morning, and that certain someone needed to understand there’s consequences to her actions.” 

“What you mean is that she was being a brat?” Agatha raises an eyebrow, now understanding why the teenager downstairs was left to fend for herself. She grins as she tugs on Wanda’s hair, making the red head whine as she finally notices her presence. “What’s this I hear about you being a naughty girl?” 

“No, I- oh fuc-oh god,” Wanda keeps rocking on Rio’s strap even as Agatha is holding her head back. The green witch doesn’t waste the opportunity to swipe her fingers over her clit, cackling when Wanda squirms either from pleasure or pain, at this point she doesn’t know anymore. “Please please please, I can be good! I can be sooo good!” 

“Don’t let her fool you, the little slut is only saying that because she wants to come,” Rio reveals, suddenly stopping all her movements as well as Wanda’s. Agatha only now notices the tear tracks down her little witch’s face, as well as the blush darkening at the name calling. It is not a secret anymore that Wanda likes to be degraded, as much as she likes being praised. “Taunting me, challenging me, forgetting who she is talking to. Said that she could take whatever punishment I saw fit to give her, but minutes later she was crying for her release saying she couldn’t take it anymore.” 

“Well then, go on with the punishment,” Agatha says as she conjures up a chair next to the bed, spreading her now naked legs while keeping eye contact with a gobsmacked Wanda. “Keep going my Love, I’ll just stay right where I am.” 

“But- I want-“ 

“If you wanted to have Agatha join us, you shouldn’t have acted like such a brat earlier, but here we are,” Rio whispers in Wanda’s ear. She slips the strap-on out of Wanda and throws her on the bed, keeping the red head’s legs open as she goes down on her. “But since I’m feeling generous and I’ve edged you so many times already, if you manage to hold it until after Agatha comes, you have my permission to come as well. But only if my Lady finishes first, do you understand sweet girl?”

Not willing to act out and try her luck one last time, Wanda nods her head and promptly forgets her own name as Rio uses three of her fingers to fuck into her while she sucks on her clit. The pressure is building quickly in Wanda’s lower belly, her hands back to being tied by Rio’s magic twitching above her head, begging to be set free and pull the green witch closer to her core. Wanda can see, at the corner of her blurry vision, how Agatha is three fingers deep inside her cunt, legs shaking from the pleasure she’s giving herself. But she also knows, even as blurry as her vision is right now, that the older witch is nowhere near close to coming, the stimulation from her own hands not enough to get her off. Wanda would know, after almost three months of this she knew Rio and Agatha’s bodies as much as they knew hers. 

‘’Awww, pretty girl look at you,’’ Agatha half moans half groans as she momentarily stops giving herself pleasure, relishing in the wide eyed gaze Wanda throws at her, the betrayal in her eyes. The purple witch licks her fingers, moaning at her own taste. ‘’Getting fucked so good by my wife, tied up and nowhere to go. Don’t you look pretty in our bed, your body ours to do with as we please.’’ 

The tears are quick to reappear and fall down Wanda’s cheeks, torn between begging for her own release or getting the chance to have a taste of Agatha. As Rio’s mouth and fingers keep working her up towards what Wanda feels will inevitably be another ruined orgasm, something snaps inside her. There is a moan from Rio and a gasp from Agatha as her hands come undone from their magical restraint, her right one immediately going down to tug on Rio’s hair and push her closer to her core, the left one reaching for Agatha as a shattered breath leaves her lips. 

There’s a ray of magic tugging the older witch closer towards her younger lover, and really Agatha could’ve resisted its pull but the sight of its unusual lavender color renders her speechless. Agatha finds herself hovering over Wanda’s breasts, bracing her hands against the headboard as the red head between her legs quickly latches her mouth onto her cunt, intent on making Agatha come as her devilish tongue focuses on her clit. 

‘’That’s not-holy shit!- that’s not taking your punishment like a good girl,’’ Agatha gasps as she feels Wanda’s tongue probing her entrance, a broken moan leaving her lips when the red head starts to fuck her with her tongue in earnest. ‘’But since- fuckfuckfuck- since you’ve decided to be a bad girl today -christ!- put that mouth to good use and don’t let a single drop go to waste!’’ 

‘’You’ve gone too soft on her my Love,’’ Rio gulps for air as she briefly detaches her mouth from Wanda’s wet cunt. She bites down on the hand that their little witch had put at the back of her head, smirking when Agatha throws her head back as a result of Wanda’s moans vibrating against her cunt. ‘’She wasn’t supposed to be allowed to touch you!’’  

‘’You would deny me my pleasure?’’ Agatha turns her upper body around, one hand gripping the back of Wanda’s head to keep the red head close as she's eating her out. Rio gulps as she’s fixed with darkened blue eyes, a shiver running through her as Agatha roughly grabs her chin. ‘’Our sweet girl might be pliant enough for us to do with her as we please, but do not ever forget your place with me my Love. Now I suggest that you go back to what you were doing before I tie you up again and make you watch as I fuck our little witch!’’ 

Not one to take Agatha’s threats lightly, Rio immediately does as she’s told to the pleasure of one Wanda Maximoff. She sucks the redhead’s clit into her mouth, grazing it with her teeth the way she knows Wanda enjoys, and proceeds to watch with lidded eyes as Agatha chokes out a breath as she comes undone in Wanda’s mouth. The vision alone makes Rio come, her cunt pulsing around nothing as she moves against the bed in search of relief. 

Wanda whimpers as Agatha gets off her face, body writhing on the bed as she yearns for the older witch’s touch. She cries out for the older woman, tearful eyes begging for even just one single brush of hand against her skin.  

‘’Shhh, I know baby, I know. I’m right here,’’ Agatha cradles Wanda’s face in her hands, gently kissing her on the forehead as the sound of Rio continuing to fuck their little witch reaches her ears. She smirks, noticing the telltale signs on Wanda’s face that she’s about to come. ‘’Look at you, taking all of it like a good girl!’’ 

‘’Your-yours!’’ 

‘’Yes, ours Wanda. Our good girl,’’ Agatha growls as she kisses Wanda, swallowing the younger woman’s moans as Rio brings her ever closer to the edge. ‘’Now come, come for us pretty girl!’’ 

Wanda gasps into their kiss, breathless as Rio thrusts harder and harder inside her, ever so pliant in the older woman’s hands as she reaches her peak. Agatha is there through it all, holding onto the red head as her eyes roll into the back of her head, the same weird lavender stream of magic from earlier sapping a little bit of her strength to pass it on to Wanda who’s still blissfully unaware of it happening. 

Rio sits up in bed behind her wife, turning Agatha’s head to the side and gently kissing her on the lips, the taste of Wanda ever so present on her tongue. The both of them admire their little witch catching her breath, the out of the ordinary light show receding as she settles. 

“Have we somehow given her our powers my Love?” Rio asks, intrigued as clearly Agatha is fine despite Wanda using her wife’s power on her like it’s her own. “That never happened before.” 

“What do you mean ‘our powers’?” Agatha questions with furrowed brows as she allows Wanda to take her hand and nuzzle it. “Has she also used yours?” 

Rio is kept from answering as Wanda climbs onto her lap, burying her face into her neck and promptly falling asleep as she attempts to reach out for Agatha with her left hand. There is a certain glow to her skin, one that neither witch were able to see before.

“We’ve clearly done a number on her,” Rio chuckles as she shuffles on the bed to rest her back against the headboard. Wanda whines in her sleep as she adjusts her position. “Hush sweet girl, you keep sleeping. We’ll take a shower after, mmh?” 

“Nooo, don’t leave me…” Wanda whimpers, limbs wrapping tighter around Rio. “Don’t leave me…” 

“My poor sweet girl, maybe next time don’t edge her this early in the morning huh?” 

Rio smiles bashfully as Agatha wraps her arms around both of her girls. 

“Well, if she wasn’t being a brat I wouldn’t have had to punish the little witch.” 

Thirty minutes later, as Rio is gently putting Wanda inside the bath Agatha had drawn for all of them, something catches her attention. Coincidentally, Wanda has both of her hands resting on her stomach in such a manner that it scratches an itch in Rio’s brain, a vivid memory of Agatha laying on the riverside pregnant with their son flashing in her mind. The green witch narrows her eyes, sure that something foul is at play here.  Her dark eyes catch on to the whisper of a growing bump and-

No. No, it couldn’t be. 

But, as Rio looks at her wife standing at the bathroom door, her blue eyes also locked where she was previously looking, Rio knows she isn’t imagining things.  

Shit. 

a/n: Rio Vidal, YOU ARE THE FATHER!...or is it Agatha?

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Warning in advance for chapter 13 of Can’t remember what I used to fight for …

It’s full of smut, there I said it 🫡

It’s not finished yet, BUT it’s already 3k words long and I’m not done with it…neither is Wanda 👀🤭 (Rio loves to edge her lmao poor girl 🫡)

(bottom!Rio is also making an appearance, but only for Agatha 💅🏻 Wanda can dream before she’s allowed to top any of them 😭)

Also I think I’ve said it in one of the chapters, but we don’t do slow burn in this house 😤

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Can't remember what I used to fight for - Chapter 12

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Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal x Wanda Maximoff

Words: 2k

Summary: If it wasn't clear enough, we absolutely loath mr Strange in this house (except when he's not being an asshole...which is not often)

Warnings: blood kink (it's Rio's fault), character death, torture (kinda) before said character's death, description of children/teens being in bad shape? (see previous chapter why)

Rio, Wanda and Billy stand on the sidewalk opposite of the Sanctum Sanctorum, ignoring the looks they get from people walking by . They’re not being subtle about their intention either, all three of them dressed like they mean business and staring straight ahead, Rio in her ‘Death’ form, Wanda in her Scarlet Witch attire and Billy in his Wiccan suit, fiddling every few seconds with the crown on his head. 

Billy started to feel lightheaded ever since they stepped foot in the Sanctum’s vicinity, not knowing how to say it to his mother without worrying her. 

‘’So, do we just barge in no questions asked or do we knock?’’ 

Wanda shoots a blast of her magic and destroys the door to the Sanctum, flying in without so much as a glance back to see if Rio and Billy followed her. 

Rio looks at Billy with a smirk. 

‘’Does that answer your question little magician?’’ 

When Rio and Billy get inside the Sanctum, Wanda is already on a warpath. Nobody is around yet despite the noise she’s making, flinging pieces of furniture and artifacts around like they weight nothing with a simple flick of a wrist. Her eyes are full of rage, glowing a deeper red than Billy’s ever seen before. 

‘’STRANGE! SHOW YOURSELF YOU PIECE OF SHIT!’’ 

‘’…is it a bad time to say that I’m so turned on right now?’’ Rio whispers to herself, grinning like the witch she is when Billy fake gags and looks away from her. ‘’What? You weren’t supposed to hear me you little eavesdropper!’’ 

‘’Rio now is not the time to be thirsting for my mom! MY MOM!’’ 

The original Green Witch is about to say something to tease the teenager further but a clear noise, a scream rather, rings out from behind a door and a second later the door is no more, gone, evaporated. In its place now stands Wanda, face stricken by rage and fury, hands glowing with power capable of breaking the entire universe in the blink of an eye. 

The same scream from earlier rings out again and Wanda shoots off like a bullet, leaving in her wake remnants of her chaos magic thankfully leading Rio and Billy to her. 

The Scarlet Witch arrives in a workshop space that she doesn’t even take a second to admire, unaware of everything but the horrifying sound still ringing in her head. Wanda is sure the screams belong to America, it’s a certainty considering what happened a mere fifteen minutes ago. 

‘’Come any closer and the boy goes too!’’ 

Wanda freezes midair, startled by the scene that greets her. 

Doctor Strange is there at the back of the basement, a smirk Wanda immediately wants to wipe from his face (she wants to erase him from existence), floating just as her with his red cloak barely hanging on to his shoulders. It looks like the thing is trying to get away from the Sorcerer but cannot. A pitiful whine rings out once more, the battered teen lying on the floor trying to get Wanda’s attention with the strength she has left. America cannot feel her arms anymore, cannot recall how long ago Stephen Strange snapped them in half. Was she even conscious when he did? 

Wanda’s right eye twitches and her right hand comes up in front of her, a nasty hex right there at the tip of her fingers, the air getting colder as her fury grows. Strange smirks, oozing confidence that only slightly falters when Rio comes into his line of sight, glowering from her place behind Wanda, yet it all comes back when he sets his sight upon Billy barely hidden by both older witches.

‘’Is the Scarlet Witch not powerful enough to get through me on her own?’’ Strange taunts, wild eyes throwing daggers at what he deems to be the weaker link of the trio in front of him, Billy. ‘’Another child taken against their will? My, you really are a monster!’’ 

‘’The only fucking monster I see here is you Sorcerer!’’ Rio screams out, stepping in front of Wanda when her little witch refuses to speak. The red head is frozen, eyes set upon something, someone, floating behind the Sorcerer. Dread fills when she sees the horror reflected in Wanda’s eyes. ‘’How dare you put your hands on a child?! How dare you mess with the balance of the world?!’’ 

‘’What do you know about balance?!’’ Either Strange completely forgot who Rio is, or he has a death wish. Or he is a total idiot. His beady eyes fall upon Billy, looking worse than a minute ago, skin pale as a ghost, the crown on his head flickering in and out of existence. ‘’Feeling a little weak, Billy?’’ 

That sets Wanda off again, the red head crashing into the Sorcerer not unlike weeks ago when he tried to take away Nicky. Only this time the bastard is still smirking as Wanda drags him through the cement floor. He even shoves his right hand up, dangling it in front of Wanda to force her to look at the golden circle wrapped around it. 

‘’What have you done?!’’ Wanda’s hand tightens around Strange’s throat, alas the man still maintains a cocky front. ‘’What did you do to my son?!’’ 

‘’Which one?’’ 

Really, Wanda should not have been weirded out by the question, a fleeting image of Nicky and another of Tommy and Billy inside the hex going through her head, but she was. This hesitation was all it took for Stephen to reverse the situation, flipping their position and pining Wanda against the wall with his forearm pressing down on her throat. 

‘’Are you so content in your delusional life that you’ve forgotten about your second son? About your precious little Tommy?!’’ Strange cackles like a madman at the whisper of desperation in Wanda’s eyes, laughs when she tries to breathe as he slowly cuts off her air supply. He waves his free hand, the one with the golden circle around it, the simple act attracting Wanda’s gaze and inevitably leading her to the form approaching at his back. ‘’SURPRISE!’’ 

‘’Mama! Mama that’s him!’’ Billy gasps as he hangs onto Rio, eyes alight with recognition even as his heart breaks at the sight of the white haired teenager hanging on to life by a thread. ‘’That’s Tommy! Mama!’’ 

‘’What good does it do telling your mother, boy?!’’ Strange yells as he turns his head to Billy, eyes flying over a seething Rio who’s asking herself why mercy won over that day and she let the man stay alive and breathing. ‘’She’ll be gone before you can put your hands on me!’’ 

‘’…Okay that’s enough, play time is over!’’ 

Doctor Strange screams in pain as both of his hands get cut off, the pain so great his vision goes black for a second. He looks ahead as blood rushes out of him, a shriek stuck in his throat as a hand wraps around it and his eyes stare in horror at the dagger drenched in his own blood dangerously coming close to his face. Strange looks beyond the dagger and he immediately regrets it, a feeling of impending doom crashing down on him when he meets the purest and deepest shade of black in the world in the eyes of Death herself. 

While the Sorcerer might’ve stupidly forgotten who Rio was in truth, the rest of the universe didn’t. The warning issued weeks ago, at the time said with not much more thoughts than what Rio had at the moment, was about to come back to bite Strange in the ass. 

You do not hurt people Death cares about without her kindly reminding you that you can politely fuck out of life. In other terms, you can go to hell. Die.

‘’Do you remember who I am now, Sorcerer?’’ Rio says the last words with mockery tinting her voice, as if Strange was nothing but a mere insect under her shoe. Which, to be perfectly clear here, he was. Rio’s dagger cuts a thin line down Stephen’s neck, a trickle of blood adding to the already alarming but deserving amount of the red liquid the man is quickly loosing. ‘’Do you recall what I told you when you tried to take away my son?!’’ 

‘’I don’t-you’re just a really crafty witch is all,’’ and where the hell does that man find the strength to try and act like he’s the higher being when he’s on the verge of dying is anybody’s guess. He bleeds still, the whisper of a smirk at the corner of his mouth vanishing when Rio appears to him in her truest form, his skin blanching by the second. ‘’Wait, no-‘’ 

‘’I am the natural order of all things, Sorcerer,’’ Rio is furious as she gets closer and closer to the poor excuse of a man who tried to hurt what is hers. Yes, Wanda is hers just like Agatha is, Billy (as annoying as the teen is) is becoming hers too just like Tommy will be, and judging by the frantic way Wanda acted earlier America might be hers too in the future. ‘’And right now, the natural order is dictating that your life needs to end for everything that you’ve done. You messed with the wrong people, but rest assured that when you depart from this world, in other terms when you fucking die, you’ll wish you never met me or even dreamed of hurting what’s mine!’’ 

Death’s dagger rips through human skin as easily as if it was paper, piercing through heart, lungs, brain, murder still high on her owner’s mind even when the Sorcerer lays dead and decapitated on the cold hard floor of the Sanctum’s basement. 

Blood dripping all over her skin and clothes, Rio never looked so stunning to Wanda, and so as Death turns to check on her, gentle hands cradling her face like she’s the most precious thing in the world, the Scarlet Witch cannot help but softly press her lips upon Rio’s forehead, and then her nose, her cheek, her neck, the corner of a pair of dangerously delicious lips…

‘’Whatever brought this on little witch?’’ Rio hums pleasingly, heart warming up when Wanda smiles at her. A tentative finger plays with her bottom lip. ‘’What are you smiling for? I’m covered in blood!’’ 

‘’It’s just…You look so fucking beautiful, Rio,’’ Wanda whispers in awe, licking her own lips as Rio nudges her nose with her own. ‘’I just wish you could see yourself the way I could see you.’’ 

‘’And how do I look to you?’’ 

Wanda then does the less Wanda-like thing she’s ever done in weeks. She nibbles her way up Rio’s neck, heart beating erratically in her chest as she grips the older woman’s hips when she reaches her ear. 

‘’Good enough to eat.’’ 

And really, had Billy not fake gaged right here and then to remind them of why they were here, both witches definitely would’ve done something decidedly not kid-friendly together.

Agatha was anxiously awaiting her loves’ return, cuddling up to Nicky still fast asleep in bed. One hour went by without any news, and despite her throat hurting like hell and her stomach doing flips whenever she tried to stand up, the purple witch was about ready to throw caution to the wind and go after Rio, Wanda and Billy when the air next to the bed shimmered green. She blinked and there they stood, two unconscious teenagers floating at their side. Wanda’s tear filled eyes as well as Billy’s was a dead giveaway, but when she noticed the state her wife was in Agatha couldn’t help but rake her eyes up and down her body as she licked her lips. 

‘’And why is my wife covered in blood?’’ 

‘’Well, your…wife,’’ Wanda said as she sat down on the bed next to Agatha, watching as Rio lowered Tommy and America to the floor and checked them over for more cuts and bruises. She laced her fingers through Agatha’s, gaze still locked upon Rio. ‘’ Killed a Sorcerer today.’’ 

‘’Ah, I see…was he the one who hurt your son?’’ 

‘’Yes.’’ 

‘’Then the bastard deserved it. He can rot in hell for all I care!’’ 

One hour later, one six year old and two teenagers fast asleep in bed later and something suddenly dawned on Agatha. 

‘’I was only ever supposed to have one child, why do I feel like I’ve gained three more?’’ 

Oh, only if she knew why little Nicky was so attached to Wanda these days… 

a/n: take the ending as you want, I know where it will lead hehehe *insert evil laughter*

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Can't remember what I used to fight for - Chapter 11

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Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal x Wanda Maximoff

Words: 1.4k

Summary:...Tommy mention? Do I hear someone say Strange fucked up?

Warnings: child kidnapping (nothing graphic, but still putting it there to be sure), said child(teen) getting beat up, swearing...

a/n:It was me, I said Strange fucked up

His head hurting like someone threw a brick at him and his body aching, the teen wakes up with no idea of where he is. His throat feels dry, a cough escaping him as he tries to look around but only darkness surrounds him. 

‘’Well well well, if it isn’t young Tommy finally waking up.’’ 

The voice, that voice, startles Tommy so much that he sends himself crashing against the wall behind him in his panic. Small sparks of blue electricity still flicker in and out around him when he raises his green eyes upon his jailor. The man’s blue eyes weird him out, a flicker of insanity inside them telling Tommy everything he needed to know about the man. 

‘’Your little display of pathetic magic won’t get you out of here Tommy,’’ the man in a red cape said eerily, floating towards his cell -because it was a cell, the only way out being this almost invisible glass window in front of him-. ‘’Your brother, on the other hand, seems to have inherited your mother’s annoyingly powerful talent and could’ve broken out of here in no time.’’ 

‘’My mother is dead!’’ Tommy yells, eyes narrowing at the man who’ identity remained unknown to him. ‘’And I don’t have a brother.’’ 

‘’Sure you do, Tommy. You just don’t remember them,’’ and oh how Tommy doesn’t like to see the man successfully entering his cell like there isn’t a glass window preventing him from escaping. ‘’Which makes what I have planned for you all the more enjoyable.’’ 

America slowly pushes the door to the Sanctum open, ears immediately picking up on the silence of the building. Her mind is still on her earlier chance meeting with Wanda and her sons (because yes, the Scarlet Witch might be one powerful being but even she could tell Nicky was like a son to her just as much as Billy was, even if she tried to hide it), how Wanda’s second son might be running around New York on his own, living in an orphanage. America still can’t believe everything she learned just hours earlier, so many things revealed to her but the thing that stood out the most for her was that Strange tried to kidnap Nicky all those weeks ago but never bothered to tell anyone about it. Wanda even pulled out her phone to FaceTime Rio (actual Death herself oh my god) to tell America about it, and the teenager wonders how the hell Strange was still alive because the audacity of that man! 

Speaking of him, the sound of a door creaking open drew America’s attention towards the entrance to the basement where the holding cells were, observing with curiosity as Stephen himself came out with an all too satisfied smile on his face. She watched as he closed the door with more strength than needed, smirking at something that apparently only he heard. 

Doctor Strange turns around and stops in his tracks when he sees America. 

‘’Ah, you’re back I see,’’ Stephen says as he floats her way. There was something off about him, the way he kept glancing at the door to the basement, waiting. ‘’How did your shopping trip go? I see you’ve got no bags with you, saw nothing you liked?’’ 

‘’Oh no, I saw plenty. I just got…overwhelmed, by all the choices you know? And so many people too!’’ America really tries to act like she wasn’t starting to get suspicious of the man who months ago saved her, as if the saving didn’t need to occur if people got out of their asses and checked on Wanda. ‘’What were you doing in the basement?’’ 

‘’Oh nothing, just a little cleaning up is all. Now, why don’t we head up for dinner?’’ 

‘’I think I’ll just take a shower first, if you don’t mind.’’ 

‘’Ah, of course!’’ 

America waited until Strange was well gone to the second floor and out of sight before making her way to the door leading down into the basement. Technically, she was allowed down there, but just this once she had a feeling that her breaking in wouldn’t be appreciated. The teenager pushes the door open, slowly making her way in and closing the door behind herself. 

She turns around, slowly but surely making her way into the workshop part of the basement, the glowing cells quickly approaching. They were empty, all of them, and America was starting to think that she was imagining things, but then she got to the last cell, the one at the very back of the basement that you couldn’t even see from the entrance to the cells, and a horrified gasps escaped her lips. 

There, trapped in a golden bubble suspended in mid air, was an unconscious white haired teen with blood dripping down his forehead and bruises covering almost every inch of skin not covered by his clothes. 

‘’Oh my fucking god!’’ 

America immediately pulled out her phone, quickly dialing Wanda’s number that she thankfully had the intelligence to ask for, and pressed on the call button. The sight of the teenage boy clearly in pain, and the fact that Strange acted, well…strange when she asked him what he was doing down there…

Her phone rang two times before Wanda answered. 

‘’America? Sweetheart what is it? Did something happen?’’ 

‘’Oh my god Wanda yes! I think a kid needs your help.’’ America is straight to the point, wincing when the trapped teen moves to the left and more blood is pouring down his forehead. ‘’I don’t know who he is, but I’m pretty sure Stephen beat him up.’’ 

‘’…that fucking idiot! Where is he right now? Are you safe?’’ 

Despite the serious situation, America can’t help but smile hearing the obvious concern in Wanda’s voice. 

‘’Yes I am, but could you please…I don’t know, get here to help me get the kid out?’’ America has this strange feeling, like she’s being watched. ‘’I don’t like this Wanda. Maybe bring some help? Like-‘’ 

But America doesn’t even have the chance to finish what she’s saying before something crashes against her back and sends her flying clear across the room. 

‘’America? America?! Shit, Billy! Call you know who!’’ 

Her ears are hurting so bad that she barely hears Wanda’s last words through her phone, groaning in pain as a shoe crashes down on her phone and destroys it without any hope of fixing it. America knows, even before looking up, who stands above her. 

Across town, Wanda is freaking out as she hears the horrifying sound of America getting hurt, a colorful string of swearwords escaping her when she knows for sure the teenager’s phone got destroyed by her attacker.

‘’Shit shit shit,’’ Wanda curses under her breath, pacing across the room as she tries not to blow up. She can feel her chaos magic resting just under the surface, demanding blood for what she knows just happened to another child she got attached to too quickly. ‘’Rio should’ve let me kill that blasted man weeks ago!’’ 

‘’Little witch don’t worry, I’m on my way,’’ Rio’s voice reaches Wanda through Billy’s phone. The green witch is seen running around her home back in Westview, Agatha’s protest of coming along despite being sick growing louder. ‘’Mi amor you cannot come! You are sick, you must rest!’’ 

‘’And who’s going to look after our son if you are all off battling against that idiot?’’ Agatha demands with venom in her voice, coughing right after. ‘’If I cannot fight at least let me be with our boy!’’ 

‘’Agatha…’’ 

‘’Oh for the love of-Ri bring your wife over!’’ 

The FaceTime is cut off, a blessedly quiet moment where Wanda looks at a passed out Nicky enjoying his well deserved nap after a tiring day out. Wanda is thankful that the little boy isn’t awake to know what’s happening, even if admittedly for a six year old child he seems to know an awful lot. 

The air next to the bed shimmers green and seconds later there stands Rio supporting her stubborn wife, Agatha looking a little bit better than when they left early this morning but still not quite healthy enough. 

‘’We’ve been married centuries yet I still hate it when you do that without warning me,’’ Agatha complains as she sits down on the bed where Nicky is sleeping, smiling as she watches her son rest. ‘’You go ahead, I’ll keep an eye on this one. I might just take a nap myself.’’ 

‘’Alright, but no funny business or I’ll tie you up again!’’ 

‘’Oooh, don’t threaten me with a good time little witch!’’ 

‘’Mom, seriously?!’’ 

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Can't remember what I used to fight for - Chapter 10

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Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal x Wanda Maximoff

Words: 2.7k

Summary: Did someone say America Chavez? Tommy Maximoff? What about a shopping trip?

Warnings: don't be scared but maybe a warning for the kidnapping at the end?

‘’Mama?’’ 

‘’Yes Billy?’’ 

‘’Why did we agree to bring Nicky along with us?’’ 

Wanda looks through the rearview mirror at Nicky secured in his car seat, the little boy playing with a purple fox plushy without a care in the world, and thinks about his mother back at his -their- house, bedridden with a horrible fever and stomachache. Agatha had been dragging a really bad cold for two weeks before it got worse, sending both Rio and Wanda in panic mode all over the place. It came at a bad time too, not that it was Agatha’s fault, because Billy -with some help from Wanda- finally managed to find out where Tommy was after weeks of nothing. Wanda was torn between going to look for her missing son and staying at Agatha’s side, but Rio reassured her that the purple witch didn’t need two overbearing women looking over her, and that Tommy needed her more than Agatha at the moment. 

Which leads to Nicky getting tagged along on their drive to a completely different state, as the six year old -almost seven- was like an overexcited puppy and had too much energy for his mothers to handle at the moment. He could have been left with Lilia, whom the little boy appreciated enough when he was in a good mood, but lately he’d been weirdly attached to Wanda and almost threw a tantrum when he learned the red head would be out of town for an unknown number of days. 

‘’You know why Billy, don’t be mean,’’ Wanda sighs as she makes a turn, weaving through the streets and towards the hotel they booked in the city of New York. Because of course her son would be hidden right under the Avengers’ nose, go figures. ‘’I offered to take him with us to let his mothers breathe a little, and you know Agatha is sick.’’ 

‘’More like he used his puppy eyes on you and you caved, like usual,’’ Billy mumbled to himself, rolling his eyes at the sheepish look on his mother’s face. ‘’I mean, I like Nicky, but  we don’t know in what state we’ll find Tommy. I don’t want him to be scared.’’ 

‘’Don’t worry sweetheart, he’ll be safe. I’ll protect him, just like you.’’ 

Truer words had never been said. Billy had been reluctant to get closer to Nicky at first, yet three weeks later and here they were. The six year old had this weird way of inserting himself into someone’s life that you couldn’t help but immediately get attached to him, which is what happened with Billy. Nicky was fascinated by Billy’s display of magic, making flowers appear out of thin air not unlike Rio and proudly showing them off to the teenager in a way that screamed ‘look! I can do magic too, just like you!’ and so many more endearing things. It was inevitable, really. Nicky became the little brother Billy never thought he would get, and his mother was right. He would protect him with his life, if need be. 

They parked the car in front of the hotel and went inside to check-in, quickly going up to their room and unpacking all their things. Which was not much really, since Wanda had been borrowing a lot of Agatha’s clothes and Nicky’s wardrobe consisted of conjured clothes, which was not that ideal. That’s why, before they left the house in Westview hours earlier, Rio had given Wanda a credit card after she gave her a last parting kiss on the lips, telling her -more like ordering her- to go buy herself and Nicky some clothes. And Billy too, but the teenager acted as if he didn’t hear anything, still weirded out by seeing his mother kissing Death herself. 

‘’Should we go look for Tommy now?’’ Wanda turns to Billy, her son sitting down on the floor with his legs crossed and eyes closed in concentration. A crown very similar to hers appears on Billy’s head, and the sight of it fills Wanda with pride. ‘’Where is he now?’’ 

‘’He is at school right now, I think…yeah, he is,’’ Billy says with certainty, reaching out to his twin’s soul through their renewed bond. ‘’It could be hours before he’s back at the orphanage, so we may have time for a little shopping.’’ 

Yeah, that. While Billy was ‘lucky’ enough to reincarnate inside a boy who still lived at home with his parents, Tommy didn’t have such luck. The boy he switched places with ended up dying after his classmates threw him inside a pool, and before that both his parents died in a car crash with no family to take him in. It took some time before he could reach out to his twin, but once their link switched back to life Billy had this overload of information on his brother that he didn’t have before, and that’s how they knew where Tommy was. 

‘’Could we eat pizza Wanda?’’ Nicky asks innocently as he wraps his arms around Wanda’s waist. ‘’Aunty Alice says New York has the best pizza. Is it true?’’ 

‘’Well I don’t know about New York having the best pizza, but we can certainly eat some,’’ Wanda’s heart is positively overflowing with joy at the way Nicky clings to her. ‘’But not too much, or your mommy will kill me.’’ 

‘’Silly Wanda, mommy is not allowed to.’’ 

‘’Yeah, why not?’’ 

‘’Because I heard mama say that if she tries to do it mommy will have to sleep on the couch.’’ 

‘’Oh gods you were not supposed to hear that!’’ 

‘’What are you talking about mom? Why wasn’t he supposed to-‘’ Billy sees the blush rising up his mother’s neck and immediately snaps his mouth shut. ‘’You know what, forget I even asked. Let’s go!’’ 

There is a mall near their hotel, and thankfully it doesn’t take them more than fifteen minutes to get there by foot. Nicky is holding onto Wanda’s hand like a lifeline, suddenly less confident with hundreds of people going about their day, walking all around them. He wants to ask Wanda to carry him, just like mama does, but he doesn’t know if he’s allowed to. She acts and talks to him like his mama and mommy do, but she’s not them. She feels like them, but she isn’t. It’s all too confusing for the six year old, desperately in need of guidance and someone to tell him what he is feeling is okay or not. 

Unbeknown to him, Wanda, whom despite swearing off of voluntarily reading people’s mind if she could help it, heard all of Nicky’s very loud thoughts. She doesn’t think twice before she picks the little boy up in her arms, a secretive smile on her lips as Nicky looks at her wide eyed as she points to her head. 

‘’Where are we off to, mama?’’ Billy is trying very hard not to sound too eager, almost jumping around as his eyes jump from store front to store front. ‘’Do you want to do yours or shall we start for the little guy?’’ 

‘’I think we’ll do you first, don’t you agree Nicky?’’ Wanda pokes the six year old in the cheek, laughing when he tries to swat her hand away. ‘’You can even find a purple shirt to match your mama!’’ 

‘’Yeah! And a green one too for mommy! Billy!’’ Nicky is so excited all of a sudden, reaching for Billy and the teen doesn’t protest when the little boy jumps onto his back. ‘’Can you also help me find a red hoodie? I wand to match your mama too!’’ 

The two boys fled inside the first children’s clothing store in sight, oblivious to the stunned Scarlet Witch they left behind. Small tears gather at edge of her vision, but even as Wanda tries to take deep breath to prevent them from falling a few of them still do. 

‘’Mama, hurry up!’’ 

‘’I’m coming Billy!’’

What follows is too much hours spent trying on clothes (for Nicky as much as for Billy), both boys ending up with three full bags of clothes each and several pairs of shoes by the time they arrived at the first clothing store where Wanda could finally shop for herself. Wanda was not as fussy as her boys were and she promised Billy and Nicky that she would be quick as long as they both stayed on the bench in front of the store.

Wanda is quick to grab various tops and bottoms, throwing in a few comfortable outfits as well as some hoodies and sweaters that she is sure Rio would steal from her just like she does with Agatha’s things. When she arrives in the underwear/lingerie section, Wanda cannot help the blush rising on her cheeks. Her green eyes dart around in case anyone is watching her, and this time too she is fast as she grabs whatever she thinks would look best on her (and whatever would make Agatha and Rio fall to their knees for her, not that they would ever let her get on top…). 

Soon Wanda has her arms full of clothes, waiting in line at the check out, oblivious to what’s happening outside the store. 

It’s been at least fifteen minutes since his mother went inside the store, and Billy is starting to get bored. Nicky is no better than him, fidgeting in his seat as he anxiously looks around, the overwhelming need to go look for Wanda getting stronger as more and more people keep walking in front of him. He is about to ask Billy when he thinks his mother is coming back when someone plops down on the bench right next to him. 

‘’The one day I get free from my studies and half of New York chooses to come to this mall,’’ a dark haired teen mumbles to herself, the glint of a golden ring catching Nicky’s eyes. The teen brushes off nonexistent lint off of her star spangled jean jacket, turning her head to the right and locking eyes with Nicky. ‘’Hi there! Aren’t you a little too young to be here on your own?’’ 

‘’You’re silly,’’ Nicky says as he turns to Billy, tugging on the older boy’s sleeve. ‘’I’m here with my big brother.’’ 

‘’Nicky, for the last time I’m not your big bro-Holy shit that’s a Sorcerer’s ring!’’ Billy exclaims, eyes widening as he looks up in a panic, clutching Nicky closer against him. ‘’How do you have a Sorcerer’s ring on? I thought only adults could have one!’’ 

‘’I’m special, but wait…how do you know what’s a Sorcerer’s ring?’’ 

‘’Oooooh! Me I know!’’ Nicky yells out, jumping up on the bench. He remembers now, when the mean man tried to fight his m-Wanda. ‘’You’re with that meanie Strange!’’ 

‘’Hey! He’s not mean, just…a little stupid on the side, but he’s nice to me. Most of the time, anyway,’’ the teenage girl rolls her eyes to the ceiling. ‘’I mean, when he’s not off trying to get a spot on the Avengers when they clearly told him to fuck off multiple times, he’s nice.’’ 

‘’Did you know Billy’s mama is in the Avengers?’’ 

‘’Huh, didn’t know they had any women left in the team, unless…’’ the teenager’s brown eyes widen, looking at the duo with newfound fear. ‘’Please do not tell me your mother is who I think it is…’’ 

‘’…America?’’ 

Wanda stood there frozen, eyes wide as she saw for the first time in months the girl she almost killed when she tried to get her boys back. America looked okay, from what she could tell, but her eyes were fleeing her own, which was understandable considering their shared history. Wanda also noticed how the teenager kept looking at her hands, as if looking for something that wasn’t there anymore. 

‘’You can stop looking, I did destroy every copy of it in every universe, including this one,’’ Wanda says with as soft of a voice as she could produce, slowly making her way to her boys and America. She considered it a victory that the girl didn’t immediately run off screaming. ‘’I’m sorry for what I did to you America, if I was in full possession of myself I never would’ve done anything to you.’’ 

‘’Yes, well…it’s all in the past, right?’’ America was trying really hard not to open up a portal and escape from the situation she found herself in, but something she couldn’t quite name yet told her she was safe. For now. ‘’As long as you don’t use your witchy powers on me again, then we’re good.’’ 

‘’…mom, is this the girl you talked about the other day?’’ 

America turned towards Billy in shock, the sudden realization of whom she was in the presence of finally hitting her. 

‘’Wait wait wait- didn’t you almost kill yourself trying to get your twins from another universe?’’ 

‘’Yeah, but I don’t really like to talk about this.’’ 

‘’Remember when aunty Jen tried to bring it up last week and mama blasted her across the house?’’ Nicky giggled to himself as he jumped in Wanda’s waiting arms, turning back to talk directly to America this time. ‘’Mommy had to use her magic to restrain mama, but m-Wanda was the one who reminded her not to destroy the house…again. And with a kiss too!’’ 

‘’…somehow the Scarlet Witch turning out to be a lesbian wasn’t on my bingo card, but here we are,’’ America whispered to herself, but clearly not low enough that Billy didn’t hear her. The teen audibly groaned at the reminder of his mother’s…involvement with Agatha and Rio. ‘’I feel like there’s untold history there.’’ 

‘’I’m traumatized America, okay?!’’ Billy threw his hands up, finally letting out what he felt from the very beginning. ‘’Mom wasn’t back for a full two days that she was already off fuc-I mean, sleeping with Nicky’s moms! I saw her naked with my own eyes!’’ 

‘’Billy don’t be dramatic, I had a blanket around me!’’ 

‘’How is that even better mom?!’’ 

‘’I thought you were okay with everything Billy? Did you change your mind sweet boy?’’ 

‘’No, I did not,’’ Billy grumbled to himself, blushing as his mother ruffled his hair and kissed his head. ‘’Doesn’t mean I can’t still complain about it.’’ 

‘’Wow, he really is your son.’’ America is glad that Wanda is finally happy with her boys, really she is, because as much as she pretends to dislike the red witch when Stephen asks her, the truth is she felt bad when Wanda had to let go of her twins in the other universe.She still does, to be honest. Back then she could feel the heartbreak radiating from Wanda, the overwhelming sadness seeping out of her. Her eyes then jump from Billy to Nicky and something clicks in her mind. ‘’Wait, where’s the rest of you? Where’s…Tommy?’’ 

‘’Somewhere at school, probably.’’ 

‘’What do you mean, probably? How do you loose a whole ass teenager?’’ 

‘’Well, you know now that you’re asking it’s a really funny story…’’ 

A boy, a teen really, no older than sixteen, emerged from his high school, fleeing his classmates as quick as he humanly could. He pulled the hood of his sweater over his head, hiding his white hair that he loved so much but garnered so much unwanted attention from the wrong people these days, and once he was safely hidden by the darkness of an alleyway, the boy disappeared in a flash, blue lightning trailing after him as he speeded towards the orphanage where he lived. 

The teen liked this time of day the most, where the world slowed down around him, where he could go faster than light itself. It’s only been weeks since he got these…abilities, and he still didn’t know where he got them, but he was thankful for his newfound speed. It helped him more than once already, no longer was he the victim of the school bullies. No more. 

He could see the orphanage in his line of sight, even was about to open the door, when all of a sudden his world stopped and his entire body froze mid run. Green eyes wide in panic, the boy tried to move his head around only to realize that he couldn’t even move it, let alone blink. 

‘’You, Tommy Maximoff, are exactly who I was looking for.’’ 

a/n: I swear Tommy is fine, really I promise...maybe, probably...

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Can't remember what I used to fight for - Chapter 9

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Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal x Wanda Maximoff

Words: 2.5k

Summary: Mentally stable Maximoffs who? (also, the morning after...yes morning, as in they started doing the nasty right before noon and finished late at night '-' )

Warnings: a little bit of angst? (yeah no, I'm shit at writing angst but I felt like creating a tiny conflict with Billy and his mother...miscommunication much?)

Wanda had never in her life felt so alive yet tired at the same time. Her legs felt like jelly despite the many hours she managed to sleep (good gods they went at it for hours she doesn’t think they even had an ounce of food in them, just water and, well…), but Wanda would never regret it. She knows she fell asleep first tho, because the last thing she remembered is looking at the glorious sight of Rio riding Agatha right next to her as her eyes closed. 

Now, however, both witches are fast asleep with their arms all over her, their legs equally as tangled with hers, and Wanda has no desire to disturb their rest. Rio has her head resting on her chest with her hand innocently laying on her breast (who was she kidding, nothing was innocent about Rio), and Agatha is using her left arm as a pillow while both of hers are wrapped around Wanda’s waist. All in all, Wanda could die right here and she would be happy. 

The door to the bedroom creaks open and Wanda watches with dread as none other than Nicky pushes his way inside the bedroom. She freezes, suddenly realizing the state she’s  in and not knowing how to explain it to a six year old child, much less the son of the women who fucked her stupid the previous noon, afternoon and night…

Nicky’s bright blue eyes fly all over the room, his nose scrunching when he sees the clothes scattered everywhere, before he finally notices a slightly panicked Wanda in bed. With his mothers. 

“Wanda? What are you doing with mama and mommy?” 

“Ah, you see…we had a sleepover little man, nothing to worry about.” 

“Then why are you naked?” 

“Oh god,” Wanda doesn’t know how to respond to that. She doesn’t feel ashamed about what happened the previous day, but she also doesn’t want to assume and say things to Nicky that Rio and Agatha aren’t okay with. “Because…I-“ 

“Are you my new mommy now?” 

“What in the world,” Wanda sits up in bed, squirming in place when she feels Rio and Agatha tightening their hold on her in their sleep and trying to force her back down in bed. “What makes you say that?” 

“Because only my mama and mommy are allowed in this bed,” and really Wanda should’ve seen this coming. A very familiar smirk appears on the little boy’s face and suddenly Wanda’s heart drops inside her chest. “I’m gonna tell everyone!” 

“Wait, no! NICKY!” 

The six year old runs out of the room laughing like a little maniac before Wanda can even react. The red head then bolts out of bed, wrapping the blanket around her body and dragging it along with her, trying to catch up with Nicky. 

Wanda barely steps into the living room behind Nicky when his voice resonates so loud throughout the entire house she’s sure even the neighbours heard it. Heck, the entire town of Westview might’ve heard it. 

“WANDA IS MY NEW MOMMY!” 

That gets several reactions from Agatha’s entire coven (because yes, the noisy witches and Billy just had to stay the night). Jen is looking at Wanda with a knowing gaze, eyes appraising her appearance, Lilia and Alice start to clap their hands and wolf whistle for her and Billy looks like he’s going to vomit at any moment. 

“…you see Billy, I thought I was joking about the new sibling part but it might not be a joke anymore.” 

“For the last freaking time Jen shut your trap!” 

“Whooooo! Good job girl!” Alice gets up and hugs Wanda, patting her cheek when she sees her blush. “One pretty witch for two pretty bitches!” 

“…and one of those pretty bitches will cut that hand off if you keep touching what’s hers.” 

In walks Rio dressed in nothing but an oversized sleeping shirt and underwear, followed by Agatha dressed in much the same manner. Wanda turns around and blushes at the looks they throw at her, their eyes raking up and down her body and suddenly the red head remembers she’s only dressed in a blanket. 

That movement alone makes Wanda lock eyes with her son, and really the sight of him being physically repulsed by her actions shouldn’t affect her that much but it does. She takes a step towards Billy, freezing a moment later when her son puts his hand up to stop her. 

“I can’t…please mom, not right now.” 

And the boy up and vanishes in a cloud of blue smoke, stunning everyone into silence. Everyone except Wanda who falls down to the floor sobbing like her entire world just ended. 

Someone dares to lay a hand on her shoulder at that moment, and the red witch is ready to blast them out of existence at the simple wave of her hand, even has her left one sparkling with chaos magic up in the air, but the moment she turns towards the person brave or stupid enough to approach her and she sees Rio’s sad face looking back at her, Wanda breaks down once again and she doesn’t hesitate to throw herself at the other witch. 

‘’…you know maybe poking fun at the kid the whole night might’ve been our worst idea ever,’’ Jen says quietly, taking several steps back when suddenly three angry pairs of eyes are thrown at her. ‘’What? We all thought it was fun!’’ Lilia throws a pillow in her face and she’s quick to backtrack. ‘’Okay it was all me, but he didn’t react like this last night!’’ 

‘’Well maybe because he didn’t have to look at his freshly fucked mother last night!’’ Lilia yells out, wincing when Wanda cries just a bit harder in Rio’s arms. ‘’I’m sorry Wanda honey, but the kid just wants his mother.’’ At Rio’s and Agatha’s twin frowns, the divination witch is quick to continue her train of thoughts. ‘’Not that he doesn’t like you both, but it’s hard enough that he hasn’t been able to find his twin, and now his mother that he only just got back is taken away from him…’’ 

‘’But…I’m his mother, I love him! I will always be here for him, he knows that, right?’’ Wanda is desperate at this point, looking around at everyone gathered. Dreads fills her when she sees the look on the coven’s faces. ‘’…Does he know that I was ready to tear down the multiverse to have him and his brother back? Did no one bother to tell him?’’ 

‘’Wanda, girl that’s kinda crazy-‘’ 

‘’Hey, nobody’s perfect!’’ Agatha is quick to interfere, seeing the telltale sign of anger in Wanda. Her brows are furrowed and her eyes have this faint red glow to them, a clear sign that her chaos magic is begging to be let out, waiting just under the surface. The purple witch grabs Wanda by the cheeks, making sure that she’s looking right back at her. ‘’Sweet girl, take some big deep breaths for me yeah? Let me handle this, I’ll talk to the kid.’’ 

‘’Why?’’ 

‘’Because right now he’s as emotionally stable as you are straight,’’ Agatha starts to say with a grin on her face, breathing a little bit easier when a tiny smile creeps at the corner of Wanda’s lips. ‘’The kid might say something he doesn’t mean, some hurtful things. He will eventually regret them, but to save us from having two emotionally unavailable Maximoffs on our hands let me receive all his wrath, yeah?’’ 

‘’But why would you do that for me?’’ 

‘’Because, little witch,’’ Agatha is suddenly all up in Wanda’s pace, ignoring the wide eyed gaze of her remaining coven. She places a light kiss upon Wanda’s cheek, breathing her in. ‘’I happen to care about you, and I don’t want to see you hurt. And a coven of witches take care of their own, that’s like a universal rule.’’ 

‘’I thought the Scarlet Witch doesn’t need a coven?’’ 

‘’Well now she does, so deal with it,’’ Agatha gives Wanda a sneaky peck on the lips, glowing at the awed look the younger witch gives her. ‘’Just try bot to burn the house down in my absence, yeah?’’ 

‘’Agatha, you will literally still be in the house,’’ Rio huffs out a laugh, sensing just like her wife that Billy didn’t actually disappear that far away as he is in fact in the basement, sitting right where the door to the Witches’ Road was created. ‘’The kid is right under our feet, don’t be dramatic.’’ 

‘’I am the original drama queen, didn’t you know my Love?’’ 

Billy is laying down on the concrete floor with his eyes looking up at the ceiling when Agatha arrives in her basement. The teenager doesn’t seem to be aware of her presence until she’s standing right above him. Billy frowns and rolls over when he sees her, refusing to even look at Agatha. 

‘’I don’t want to see you Agatha, go away!’’ 

‘’Too bad for you Billy, I promised a special someone that I would talk to you,’’ Agatha reveals, a tiny smile creeping up on her when she notices Billy shooting her a brief interested look. ‘’Your mother wanted to come down herself, but I talker her out of it.’’ 

‘’Don’t you even start on my m-‘’ 

‘’She thinks you hate her, by the way,’’ Agatha says, pointedly looking at Billy when he turns around with panic written all over his face. ‘’Do not act all shocked on me now, Teen.’’ Billy frowns at the nickname, opening his mouth to say something but Agatha starts to talk again before he does. ‘’How do you think she felt when you up and left after what you told her? After how you looked at her?’’ 

‘’That’s not true, I don’t…I don’t hate her,’’ Billy says as he starts to play with the sleeve of his hoodie. He thinks about his mother crying because of him and he starts to hate himself for it. ‘’I don’t want her to think that, it’s just…she’s barely been back a day, two at most, and she’s already getting involved with you two, which not cool by the way I told you she was off limits!’’ 

‘’Hey, Wanda’s a grown adult, she can do what she wants!’’ 

‘’I KNOW! But she’s my mother!’’ Billy is getting frustrated, trying to get his point across without looking like he’s desperate to get his mother’s love. Which, to be fair, he kind of is. ‘’She was my mother before she became whatever she is to you know, why can’t she pay attention to me?! Doesn’t she love me?!’’ 

‘’Don’t be stupid, of course she loves you!’’ Agatha scoffs at Billy’s words, but then she remembers that basically no one bothered to tell him about what Wanda did up until now, and her expression softens. ‘’She almost destroyed the multiverse trying to find you and your brother! She also very nearly killed herself when she thought she couldn’t have you back!’’ 

‘’…she did?’’ 

‘’Of course she did, she’s a Maximoff. You lot don’t know how to show your love on a small scale,’’ Agatha says with a roll of her eyes. ‘’You two might succeed in finding Tommy if you work together. Your mother is a powerful witch, you know?’’ 

‘’But what if she’s too busy being your…plaything of whatever she is?’’ 

‘’Hey now you take that back! Your mother isn’t a thing, she’s a very intelligent and capable woman who so happens to be attracted to me and my wife,’’ Agatha wants to strangle Billy for daring to imply that Wanda is just another disposable thing in her life, that’s she’s merely something to throw away in the trash after she served her purpose. Wanda is so much more already, but Agatha isn’t about to tell Billy what she really thinks about his mother and all the things she wants to do to her. That would get her a one way ticket back on the Witches Road for sure. ‘’If you would tell her you want to spend time with her instead of standing there looking at her with your wide eyes she wouldn’t be able to say no to you, trust me.’’ 

‘’Are you sure she would listen to me?’’ 

‘’Oh my god I’m surrounded by idiots!’’ Agatha disappears only to reappear a second later with none other than Wanda herself, this time fully dressed in what Agatha suspects if one of her favorite pair of jeans and a red sweater. She pushes the red head towards her son with a little bit too much strength and she watches as both mother and son tumble to the floor. ‘’Wanda, for the love of all that is holy tell your emo son that you love him more than life itself because he doesn’t trust me when I told him that you do!’’ 

The purple witch runs back upstairs, leaving behind her two wide eyed Maximoffs staring at each other not knowing what to do. 

Wanda makes the first move, at first tentatively reaching out for Billy with her right hand, and when the teen doesn’t flinch away from her the Scarlet Witch full on pulls her son into a bone crushing hug. 

‘’Billy I’m so sorry that I made you feel as if I don’t care about you, because I do,’’ Wanda whispered against her son’s head, slowly breathing in and out as Billy hangs on to her tighter and tighter. ‘’I don’t know if you even remember that, but I once told you and your brother that a family is forever, and we could never truly leave each other-‘’ 

‘’-even if we tried. Oh my god mama I remember!’’ Billy is shaking like a leaf as his mind takes him back to their final moment in the Hex, at the soft look on his mother’s face and the underlying heartbreak that she tried so hard to hide from them for what she was about to do. ‘’I love you mama, I’m sorry that I made you feel like I didn’t.’’ 

‘’It’s okay Billy, I understand that you were a little jealous that my attention wasn’t solely on you-‘’ 

‘’I wasn’t jealous mama!’’ 

‘’Yes you were!’’ 

‘’…okay, yes I was but no need to remind me!’’ Billy whines as he tries to burry himself further inside his mother’s arm, content for the first time in a long while. ‘’I just want you all to myself, is that wrong?’’ 

‘’It’s not, but maybe try not to act like me being with Agatha and Rio makes you want to hurl yourself out the window next time?’’ 

‘’…mama I saw you almost naked with hickeys all over your neck and chest. Who wants to see their mother like that?’’ 

‘’Fair enough, I’ll try not to traumatize you more than you already are.’’ 

‘’Thank you.’’ 

‘’…do try to knock on their bedroom door in the future tho, I cannot promise that they will behave.’’ 

‘’MAMA!’’ 

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Can't remember what I used to fight for - Chapter 8 NSFW

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Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal x Wanda Maximoff

Words: 5.5k (you'll find that when I write smut my chapters tend to get a looooooot longer XD )

Summary:NSFW, I repeat, NSFW

Warnings: Brat!Wanda makes her debut (girly stand on looking for trouble but what's new), top!Agatha and top!Rio make their grand debut (we love to see them), magic used as restraint, spanking, biting, praise kink, degradation kink, strap on use (that's about it...it's smut, so I might've missed something...)

a/n: It's smutty, it's nasty, but hey it's Agatha/Rio/Wanda so who's surprised anyway '-'

Wanda really ought to have thought this through. She knows Rio reacted the way that she did because she herself got a little scared of what she felt for the other witch and chose to ignore her instead of facing the truth like a normal adult would do. In reality she didn’t not like Rio’s earlier daring move, it made her feel things she hadn’t felt for a long time, but between her head telling her to run and her traitorous heart screaming at her to jump the older witch Wanda panicked and ultimately chose to give Rio the cold shoulder. 

So, after she drew the coven’s attention away from her and towards her son, Wanda fled the room in a hurry but not before telling a worried little Nicky about where she was going. That boy had her wrapped around his little finger, and just the threat of a pout made her cave and reveal her destination. 

Which presently brings her here, tackled to the floor of Agatha and Rio’s bedroom with a really sharp dagger pressed to her throat and one very angry Green Witch holding her down with her body. 

‘’Fucking hell Wanda! Do not sneak up on me like that!’’ Rio snarls in warning, not giving up her position of power above the Scarlet Witch when she realizes she isn’t in any real danger. Not that anyone could truly hurt her. ‘’I could have killed you!’’  

‘’But you didn’t. I’m okay,’’ Wanda really wants to ignore the way Rio is pressing down on her, thighs trapping her legs in, preventing her from pushing the other woman off of her. She has half a mind to use a tiny blast of her chaos magic to push Rio away from her, but somehow Wanda knows it wouldn’t end well. ‘’I trust you, I know you wouldn’t hurt me, Rio.’’ 

‘’You? Trust me? After you ignored me all morning?’’ And oh isn’t Rio enjoying the pretty blush creeping up Wanda’s neck, sees how the other woman now tries to evade her gaze. ‘’You just did it to fuck with me, didn’t you?’’ 

‘’I was told I wouldn’t do any of the fucking, apparently.’’ 

Wanda almost regrets her words as soon as they come out of her mouth, almost being the key word, but she doesn’t even have time to think before she finds herself thrown over Agatha’s desk with one of Rio’s hand wrapped around her neck while the other is finding its way up her thigh.

‘’And here I was starting to think that you were here to apologize to me,’’ Rio starts with a devilish smirk gracing her features. Eyes dark as night clock onto the fact that Wanda doesn’t even try to throw her off of her, despite being perfectly able to do so. ‘’But I see you’re just a horny little slut!’’ 

‘’You know what, I was going to apologize for ignoring you, but I don’t want to anymore. Go fuck yourself,’’ Wanda can’t help but feel embarrassed that she’s so affected by the way Rio addresses her, and maybe a tiny part of her wants to act up (that’s a lie, her head and heart are actively telling her to mess with Rio just to see where it lands her). What Wanda doesn’t see coming is Rio flipping her around so that she’s now face down onto the desk, an unbridled whine escaping her when a harsh slap lands on her left ass cheek. ‘’Holy shi-‘’ 

‘’I’ve about had it with your attitude today little witch,’’ Rio knows she’s pushing her own luck right now. At any moment she could get blasted across the room if Wanda simply wants to, but the mere fact that the other woman is still willingly trapped under her makes her feel formidable. ‘’You want to act like a brat, you’ll get treated like one.’’ 

‘’Yeah, and what are you going to do about it?’’ 

Five more stinging slaps to the ass later and Wanda is rendered speechless, hands gripping the edge of the desk so hard her knuckles are turning white. Her breaths are coming in quick gasps, teeth heavily biting on her lip to prevent herself from vocalizing how much she actually enjoys the clear punishment Rio just landed on her. 

‘’I’m impressed sweetheart, not a peep from you,’’ Rio keeps her hand right where it is on Wanda’s ass while she uses the other one to tug the other woman’s head up. She slowly turns Wanda’s head to the side and finally notices with her own eyes the state she’s in. ‘’Good god little witch, look at you. Did you seriously think I wouldn’t know how much you enjoyed this by biting your lips? Really?’’ 

‘’What’s funny is you thinking spanking me with your pathetic little hand will make me scream when all I want to do is laugh at you.’’ 

‘’Is. That. So?’’ Rio’s blood is boiling at Wanda’s clear defiance, her hand tugging harder and harder on Wanda’s hair until the witch’s entire body is pressed up against her but still trapped against the desk. Deep down she recognizes the signs of what Wanda’s trying to do, but at this point they’re both willing and consenting adults. For good measure Rio bites into Wanda’s neck right where she did earlier in the day, savoring the way the other witch unconsciously leans into the contact. ‘’You asked for this pretty girl.’’ 

Rio is feral in the way she bends Wanda over the desk, kneeling behind the red head and tugging her pants down, practically tearing it down the middle in her haste. She growls when she sees Wanda’s underwear already soaked through, the offending garment soon joining its companion on the floor. 

‘’Wait wait wait-what are you doing?!’’ 

‘’Do not act all innocent and surprised sweetheart, you knew where this was going the moment your pretty little head chose to act like a brat,’’ Rio gets back to her feet, keeping Wanda still against the desk while her other hand gives a warning pinch right at the back of the younger witch’s thigh. Wanda slams her forehead against the wood of the desk, one of her pathetic little whines that Rio decides is the best sound in the world coming out of her mouth. ‘’So responsive already little witch, why don’t you admit it?’’ 

‘’Admit-admit what?’’ 

‘’That you’ve wanted me to fuck your brains out the moment you met me.’’ Rio accentuates her words by running two of her fingers through Wanda’s wet folds, savoring the way her captive tries to muffle her moans while still attempting to chase after her hand. ‘’Come on little witch, say it. You can’t deny it, I can feel you dripping all over my hand.’’ 

‘’I could blast you into the next town over if I wanted to you know,’’ Wanda doesn’t know how she managed to form a full sentence, not with the way Rio is toying with her in between her thighs. She knows the green witch is right, knows that she want to give in, but the thrill of acting up is all too riveting to give up. Wanda tenses when she feels a finger probing her entrance, knowing deep down that Rio is trying to make her break. ‘’Fuck!’’ 

‘’You could sweetheart, but look at you now. So wet for me, I wonder why you didn’t already fight me off,’’ Rio knows damn well why. She can see the glare Wanda throws at her when she retracts her hand, the desire in her green eyes, the almost overflowing want threatening to burst out of her at the simplest touch. But two can play at this game. ‘’Fine. I see how it is.’’ 

Rio doesn’t waste any more time, using her magic to tie Wanda’s hands together as she kneels back down behind her. Rio’s mouth immediately gets to work, biting her way up Wanda’s thigh until she reaches her dripping core and attaches herself to it. She groans at the taste of Wanda finally on her tongue, quickly becoming addicted to it. Wanda’s responding moans are like music to her ears, the sinful melody a betrayal of how the red witch is truly feeling.

Two of Rio’s fingers slip inside Wanda and it’s like a dam is burst open. 

‘’Holy shi-I can’t-please, I need-‘’ 

‘’What do you need pretty girl?’’ Rio stands up once again, keeping her fingers right where they are inside Wanda, thrusting inside the other witch at a punishing speed. She bends over the red head, reaching her shoulder and biting down on it. ‘’Tell me what you need Wanda.’’ 

‘’More! Shit-I need more, please Rio! Need you so bad!’’ Wanda throws her head back in pleasure when she feels another finger join the first two already thrusting inside her, stars dancing behind her eyelids when Rio starts to suck on her pulse point. ‘’Oh fuck, please don’t stop!’’ 

‘’…my Love, how dare you start on the fun without me?’’ 

Wanda doesn’t even react when she hears Agatha, too far gone to even think about the humiliation of being caught getting fucked by Rio. She leans into the green witch instead, seeking her mouth with her own, a tiny little whimper escaping her when Rio crashes her mouth against hers. She feels heavenly, hips rocking against the hand determined to make her forget her own name, thighs trembling at the sheer pleasure inside her body. Rio dominates their kiss in every way possible, exploring every inch of her mouth with her expert tongue, biting down on her lower lip whenever she feels like it. 

The kiss is over all too soon for Wanda, the red witch ready to voice her complaints when she notices Agatha standing to the side of the desk, observing the scene with her bright blue eyes full of dark promises. A sudden need to feel closer to the purple witch overtakes Wanda, but as her hands are still bound and her mouth feels like cotton and she doesn’t feel like she can talk, all she is able to do at the moment is plead with her eyes and hope that gets the message across. 

Thank the heaven that it works. 

‘’Look at you, poor thing,’’ Agatha is gentle in the way she handles Wanda, caressing her cheek with the back of her hand. The red witch greedily accepts the touch, panting still as Rio keeps fucking into her with her fingers. ‘’My wife is that good, huh? Made you forget how to talk?’’ 

‘’You don’t even know half of it my Love,’’ Rio momentarily stops what she’s doing, giving a warning spank to Wanda when it looks like the younger witch might protest at the loss of her. ‘’Quiet pretty girl, you don’t get to speak after how you talked back to me like you’re not desperate to have me wreak you.’’ 

‘’Oh? Is that so Wanda?’’ 

A turn of the head is all Agatha gets from Wanda. Rio is quick to yank the red witch’s head back the right way, making her face Agatha with a hand wrapped around her neck. 

‘’When my wife asks you a question, you answer it,’’ Rio doesn’t lessen the grip she has on Wanda, observing the blush reappearing on her skin as she inevitably looks into Agatha’s eyes. ‘’Look at her my Love, acting all tough in front of you when minutes ago I had her begging for more with my tongue inside her.’’ 

‘’Really? How does she taste like then?’’ 

‘’Like fucking candy,’’ Rio growls as she gives Agatha the hand she just used to fuck into Wanda, watching with dark eyes how her wife doesn’t hesitate to wrap her mouth around her fingers to suck them clean. ‘’Keep doing that and I’ll fuck you instead of her.’’ 

‘’I certainly wouldn’t mind,’’ Agatha says as she grabs her wife by the hips, pulling Rio towards her to kiss her on the lips. The purple loving witch grins when she can still taste Wanda on Rio’s tongue. She hears more than sees Wanda getting desperate for their attention, one eyebrow raised as she once again looks upon the red head. ‘’And what do you think you’re doing wiggling around like that?’’  

Wanda huffs in frustration at being ignored, her belly taut with the whisper of an almost there orgasm. She can feel tears at the corner of her eyes, words at the tip of her mouth ready to beg for both witches' attention. 

When Rio and Agatha go back to kissing each other in front of Wanda, hands grabbing at each other like she isn’t even there, something breaks inside of the Scarlet Witch and suddenly she’s throwing herself to the floor with her glowing red eyes looking up at the two women begging for attention. A minute goes by where she gets ignored, Agatha is rid of her top. Another and it’s Rio standing there in her underwear. A third minute is gone and Wanda finds herself crying, still kneeling on the floor with tears running down her cheeks. Rio and Agatha keep on ignoring her and she hates it. 

A fourth minute of being disregarded is gone and Wanda is now full on sobbing, her emotions getting the best of her as she curls in on herself, wrapping her arms around her knees and hiding her face in them. She doesn’t realize that Rio and Agatha had stopped being all over each other a minute ago, waiting for her to act upon her feelings. She doesn’t see the quick concerned looks they throw at each other. 

Despite wanting to get back at Wanda for ignoring her all morning, Rio’s intention wasn’t to make her cry. Maybe she was even worse at communication than the red witch was after all. 

‘’Hey pretty girl, look at me,’’ Rio kneels in front of Wanda, detangling her from her position. She gently cradles Wanda’s face in her hands, wiping away any of her stray tears as they keep coming. ‘’I’m sorry little witch, it wasn’t my intention to make you feel that way.’’ 

‘’What was it then?’’ Wanda wants to be angry, really, but the soft look on Rio’s face is like a healing balm to her soul and instantly she wants to forgive her. ‘’To make me feel like shit?’' Well, she never said she would quit being a brat. 

‘’I’ll let this go simply because I did not communicate my intention clearly earlier, but do not think that I’ll let this slide little witch,’’ Rio is quick to mellow out for Wanda, and Agatha knows it too judging by the smirk on her face. The green witch puts her forehead against Wanda’s so that she’s really looking into her eyes. ‘’Do you understand how you made me feel today?’’ 

Realization is all over Wanda’s face as she registers Rio’s words. She throws herself onto Rio, wrapping her arms around her waist in a desperate attempt at showing how sorry she was for ignoring Rio. 

‘’I’m sorry I got scared, I didn’t know what to do with my feelings so I pushed you away,’’ Wanda hides her face in Rio’s neck, briefly meeting Agatha���s satisfied gaze above her. ‘’I care about you, about both of you actually. It’s just…I know it’s only been a day, but I feel these scary but good feelings about you, and I don’t know what to do about them.’’ 

‘’There is absolutely no rush Wanda, no need to put any label on what you feel yet,’’ Rio slowly pulls Wanda away from her hiding place, pressing a light kiss upon her lips. The dazed grin she gets in response is all she could ever ask for. ‘’In the meantime, we’re here for you.’’ 

‘’And for your information sweet cheeks, whatever you feel about us we feel about you too.’’ 

Wanda looks up at Agatha, silently asking if what she says is true. A simple nod is all it takes for her to jump up into Agatha’s waiting arms, wrapping her legs around her waist and hanging on to the other witch like her life depends on it. The red head feels Rio coming up behind her a second later, and she sighs in contentment at the warmth both witches are providing her. Wanda almost forgets about their earlier predicament, almost, but she’s soon reminded of it when she feels a pair of familiar fingers pressing down on her clit. She throws her head back in pleasure and right onto Rio’s shoulder, giving Agatha the perfect opportunity to mark her neck. 

‘’Now, I believe someone needs to get her reward for being a good girl and telling us the truth, right my Love?’’ Rio positively cackles at how Wanda reacts at her new pet name for her, one of the red head’s hand coming up to grab onto the back of her head. Rio is all too pleased to mirror her wife on the other side of Wanda’s neck, covering every inch of available skin with kisses. ‘’You liked that, didn’t you sweetheart?’’ 

‘’Who knew the Scarlet Witch had a praise kink,’’ Agatha mumbles into Wanda’s neck, soothing over a new hickey she put there with her tongue. She feels a hand creeping up towards her chest, and a quick look down is all Agatha needs to confirm the culprit to be Wanda. ‘’And who exactly said that you were allowed to touch me?’’ 

‘’But-I thought-‘’ 

‘’I’m just kidding Wanda, touch all you want.’’ Agatha is immediately drunk on the way Wanda is looking at her, half lidded eyes full of lust inspecting every single inch of her skin like it’s a piece of art. Wanda dares to slip a finger inside her bra and oh doesn’t she look pretty blushing, evading her gaze like she’s not sure she’s even allowed to do that. ‘’Touch me like you mean it, Wanda. It might be your only chance today.’’ 

‘’What do you mean?’’ 

‘’It means, pretty girl,’’ Rio starts as she takes one step closer to her wife, sandwiching the red head in between them. Her hands are now busy taking off Wanda’s shirt, immediately grabbing onto her bra clad chest after her success. ‘’That you better get to work on my wife now before we fuck you until the only thing coming out of your mouth is our names.’’ 

Faster than lightning itself Wanda rips Agatha’s bra open, eagerly leaning down to wrap her tongue around one nipple. She sucks on it like she wants to get something out of it, letting herself get drunk on the sounds Agatha produces as she carefully bites down on it. Rio is quick to lead them towards the bed when she sees Agatha barely able to stand on her own legs, leaving the two women for a moment to go look for something inside their closet. 

‘’Why do I have the feeling that you’ve wanted to do that since our first meeting?’’ Agatha gasps as Wanda switches to her other breast while one of her hand massages the one she just left behind. ‘’If I had known what a talented mouth you had on you back then…’’ 

‘’Have you seen yourself? Fuck, Agatha you’re gorgeous,’’ Wanda mumbles against Agatha, letting go of a well and truly reddened nipple with an audible pop. She sees the way the purple witch has an eyebrow raised her way and she freezes in panic. ‘’What? What did I do?’’ 

‘’We’ll have to work on that filthy mouth of yours sweetheart,’’ Agatha says as she carefully grabs Wanda by the neck, seeing Rio coming near the bed by the left with something in her hand. Wanda rolls her eyes at Agatha’s remark, quickly regretting it when the older witch yanks her closer. ‘’Roll your eyes at me one more time and see where it gets you.’’ 

‘’No thank you!’’ Wanda sees that her quick reply isn’t well received, Agatha squeezing her neck tighter but not enough for her to stop breathing. ‘’Okay wait no! I’ll be good, I can be good! I promise!’’ 

‘’Is that so?’’ Agatha releases Wanda, pleased to see the younger woman nod in acceptance. ‘’Well then get on the bed and wait for us with your eyes closed. And do not, I repeat, do not touch yourself.’’ 

‘’Why?’’ 

‘’Because little witch, you’re ours now,’’ Rio suddenly speaks up, creeping up on the bed towards Wanda. She presses herself against her back, one hand coming up across Wanda’s chest while the other slowly makes its way back to her dripping core. ‘’And you’re not allowed to touch what’s ours, do you understand?’’ Wanda nods once and she immediately let go of her, ignoring the pout instantly appearing on the red head’s face. ‘’That’s a good girl.’’ 

Wanda shivers at the pet name, not wasting more time than necessary as she kneels in the middle of the bed, eyes closed. She can hear Agatha and Rio moving around, feels her heart beating faster at the sound of clothes being shed. Wanda desperately wants to open her eyes, but she promised Rio and Agatha that she would be good so she remains as she is. 

‘’You can look now Wanda.’’ 

Rio’s voice prompts Wanda to do as she said, eyes straight away clocking the purple strap-on attached to Agatha. Her throat goes dry as she looks back up at Rio, eyes wide in question. 

‘’Did you not remember what I said in the woods?’’ Rio asks, all too pleased to see the blush on Wanda’s face get darker. ‘’Can you say it again for the people who weren’t there?’’ 

‘’All of it?’’ 

‘’Was I not clear?’’ 

‘’Yes you were, I just-‘’ Wanda shakes her head, trying to think straight even if everything at the moment is far from being straight. She can sense Agatha at her back, can feel two delicate hands opening the clasp of her bra to get rid of it. ‘’You said…Holy shi-you said to imagine what it would be like if you were…eating me out while Agatha watches.’’ 

‘’Yeah, and what else pretty girl?’’ 

‘’Please don’t make me say it…’’ 

‘’We’re about to fuck your brains out Wanda, I know you can say it.’’ 

‘’…It’s not fair when you look at me with those eyes Rio,’’ Wanda complains half heartedly, a shiver running through her when Agatha glues herself to her back. Rio smirks at her admission, looking very smug as she waits for her to continue. ‘’…you also said it would be better if I was taking Agatha from behind while you’re eating me out.’’ 

‘’Your wish is my command princess.’’ 

‘’Wait, what?!’’ 

And suddenly Rio is back to kissing Wanda, erasing any and all thoughts the red witch might’ve had at the moment. Wanda cannot think, she cannot breathe as Rio abandons her mouth to make her way down her neck, kissing a path towards her chest. The green witch cannot help but slightly pinch both nipples, eyes darkening at the way Wanda arches her back because of it, and sees Agatha positioning herself behind their little witch. 

‘’Eyes up sweetheart,’’ Rio tells Wanda, pleased to see the red head immediately doing as she asked. Rio leans towards the younger witch, blowing on her neck as she locks eyes with Agatha who’s getting a hold of Wanda’s hips. ‘’Be a good girl and make as much noise as you can, yeah?’’ 

In one swift motion Agatha slides her strap-on inside Wanda, bottoming out just as the red head gasps and falls to the mattress. She doesn’t move for a few seconds, waiting to see if there’s anything wrong, but when Wanda whines and starts to rock back against her Agatha sees this as her permission to start to wreck the little witch. She thrusts inside Wanda hard and fast, living for the noises the red head lets out like they’re the only people in the world. 

Agatha gives a light spank to the little witch under her and groans at how Wanda frantically reaches back for her. 

‘’That’s it pretty girl, you’re taking me so good,’’ Agatha continues her punishing pace inside Wanda, seeing Rio licking her lips at the display. She smirks then, wrapping her arms around Wanda and sitting on the bed, making the younger witch grind on her strap. She uses one hand to spread Wanda’s folds, the other taking its seemingly rightful place around her throat. ‘’Do you see this my Love? Do you see how she takes all of me inside of her like a good girl?’’ 

‘’What I think is that you should stop throwing that name around, she’s enjoying this too much,’’ Rio smirks when Wanda looks at her with wide eyes, shaking her head no as she keeps riding Agatha. ‘’What’s that little witch?’’ 

‘’I-I-I can be good, I’m your-Oh god,’’ Wanda reaches back for Agatha, needing to feel the purple witch all over her. She moans as Agatha puts both hands on her breasts, looking right at Rio. ‘’I can be your good girl!’’ 

‘’Yeah? And what about Agatha little witch?’’ Rio leans into Wanda once more, wrapping her lips around her right ear and biting into it. One of Wanda’s hands grips her arm, tugging her closer. ‘’What about the one fucking into you? Are you her good girl too?’’ 

‘’YES! Oh god yes I’m hers!’’ Wanda cries out, reaching out for Rio with her other hand. She wants-no, she needs to feel the green witch all over her too. ‘’Please, Rio! Need you so bad!’’ 

‘’Don’t you have enough with my Love wrecking your pussy already?’’ Rio taunts, enjoying the needy whine Wanda lets out. She knows what the little witch wants, but who’s to say she doesn’t enjoy a little begging? ‘’Beg for it you slut, beg for it or we’ll both leave you here without finishing!’’

At the clear threat, the whisper of a crown appears over Wanda’s head, her eyes turning red at the same time as her right hand lets out sparks of her chaos magic. Rio is almost scared of it but she knows Agatha won’t stand for it, and she’s proven right a second later when her wife tugs on Wanda’s hair and proceeds to stop all movements inside her. 

‘’Oh no you don’t little bitch, no you don’t!’’ Agatha growls in Wanda’s ears, effectively stopping the red head’s little magic show. She grins right at her wife when Wanda lets out an award worthy moan at her name calling. ‘’A degradation kink and a praise kink? Oh my, our little witch is full of surprise today!’’ 

‘’I’m sorry please! I didn’t mean to!’’ Wanda pleads with her eyes, looking at Rio who is now too far away for her taste. She reaches for the green witch, tears at the corner of her eyes when Agatha holds her back. ‘’Please! I need you! I need you both so bad!’’ 

‘’What do you say my Love? Has she earned our forgiveness ye-‘’ 

Agatha is cut off by Wanda managing to turn her head just so she’s able to kiss her, furiously searching for the relief she’s desperate for. Agatha moans into the kiss, quickly taking control of it. She gestures for Rio to come closer as she keeps kissing Wanda, her tongue overpowering the little witch and leaving her gasping for breath. 

‘’She’s good, isn’t she? Trying to distract me with that pretty mouth,’’ Agatha says, biting down on Wanda’s lower lip until she can taste her blood on her tongue. Wanda whimpers again, her hips starting to move to try and relieve the ache in between her legs. ‘’Go on then Wanda, beg for what you want.’’ 

‘’If you don’t both fuck me right here and now I’ll go look for someone else to do the job you’re clearly not fit to finish.’’ 

If there is one thing to know about Agatha Harkness, it is that she never backs down from a challenge. The purple witch resumes her punishing pace inside Wanda, pining the younger woman to the bed as she fucks into her. The red head gasps and moans under her, back arching each time Agatha’s strap keeps slamming deep inside her. 

Agatha slides her hand down to Wanda’s glistening folds, groaning at the wet feel of her on her fingers. The sounds they’re making are ungodly, yet nothing is better than feeling the little witch dripping all over her hand and strap. 

‘’So much for acting like a big tough scary girl Wanda.’’ Agatha swipes a finger over Wanda’s clit, laughing with glee at the way the red head leans more into her. ‘’Look at you, dripping all over these sheets, making a mess all over me. Who’s going to clean that up?’’ 

‘’Don’t mind if I do!’’ 

Rio, who had been patiently waiting for the right moment to intervene, watches as Agatha slides up the mattress to lean on the bed frame, hands immediately taking control of Wanda’s movements over her. Agatha raises an eyebrow in a clear challenge at her wife, spreading Wanda’s legs for Rio to see her in all her glory. 

The Green Witch licks her lips, watching Wanda take Agatha’s strap like it’s nothing, sees the way her chest bounces with each movements. Rio doesn’t need to be told twice what to do, and before long she’s laying down on the mattress, head dangerously close to where she knows the little witch needs her. Wanda apparently deems her too slow, because the next thing Rio knows is that the red head is pulling her closer by the hair right where she wants her. 

Soon Rio has her mouth full of Wanda, slurping up her juices, sucking on her clit and groaning at the moans she gets in response. Over her Wanda can barely keep her own body upright, needing Agatha to hold her up as her mind goes blank, thoughts too full of them and everything they’re making her feel. 

‘’Oh god oh god oh god!’’ Wanda feels fantastic, rocking back against Agatha while Rio is busy eating her out. Never in her life did she feel something like this, and suddenly there is something growing low in her belly that’s almost too much for her to handle. ‘’Aggie please I need-Oh god I need to come, please can I come?’’ 

‘’I don’t know, can you?’’ If Agatha could survive on Wanda’s moans alone, she would. They’re like music to her ears, second only to the sounds Rio makes when she fucks her wife. Agatha glances down, looking at said wife all too happy to be feasting on Wanda, and suddenly the purple witch has a bright idea. ‘’You have exactly thirty seconds to come, or you get nothing.’’ 

‘’Thirty-thirty seconds?! But I can’t-‘’ 

‘’Yes you can pretty girl,’’ Rio says as she separates herself from her very pleasing activity. She looks up through her eyelashes at Wanda, thrilled to see the red head also looking back at her. ‘’That’s it, watch yourself get fucked by us sweetheart. See how well you take us.’’ 

Thirty seconds seems like so little time to Wanda, and really it is. Agatha continues to guide her up and down her strap, slamming her down harder each time she goes down. Rio keeps sucking on her clit with renewed energy. Wanda counted in her head and already fifteen seconds are gone, the coil inside her on the edge of snapping. Twenty seconds and she gasps as Rio abandons her pussy to kiss her on the lips, her hand busy drawing tight circles on her clit. The kiss is filthy, Wanda being able to taste herself on Rio’s tongue. She gasps as Agatha changes tactic and takes slow and deep strokes inside her. 

Just as Wanda starts to think that she cannot do this, that she will fail and disappoint Rio and Agatha, the latter gives one particularly harsh snap of her hips and suddenly she’s pushed over the edge. Her eyes roll to the back of her head and she cries out, the coil in her belly releasing like lighting striking the ground.

‘’That’s it pretty girl, you did so good for us,’’ Rio whispers against Wanda’s shoulder, grinning at her wife at the same time. The green witch gently cradles Wanda’s head in her hands, trying to guide the red head to breathe normally. ‘’Relax little witch, it’s over now.’’ 

‘’R-Really?’’ 

The mischievous grin Rio flashes at her makes all Wanda’s blood rush south. She just came like she never did before, but the look on Rio’s face makes her want to go at it again. Agatha puts her chin on her shoulder, and a broken moan escapes Wanda as the purple loving witch slams her back down on her strap. 

‘’You didn’t really think we were done with you, did you?’’ 

‘’…you know I was joking about you getting another sibling, but if they continue this might not be a joke anymore.’’ 

‘’SHUT UP JEN!’’ 

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Can't remember what I used to fight for - Chapter 7

a/n: not Billy destined to be forever traumatized

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Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal x Wanda Maximoff

Words: 1.9k

Summary:Rio doesn't like to be ignored, and Billy comes to a realization...

Warnings: I don't think there's any for this one, but let me know If I missed anything!

‘’Are we not going to talk about it?’’ 

‘’Talk about what?’’ 

‘’Ahem, hello? About what you two did to my mother?’’ Billy is almost at his breaking point, looking at his mother seated in between the two witches who apparently made it their life’s mission to traumatize him even more than he is. ‘’She looks like she got mauled by a bear!’’ 

‘’I’ll have you know that I have more class than a bear, Teen,’’ Agatha replies as she puts an arm on the back of Wanda’s chair. A vein pops on Billy’s head and she smirks. It is too easy to mess with the Maximoff family. ‘’Besides, you didn’t hear her complaining.’’ 

‘’She did curse you out earlier tho,’' Alice says, quickly going back to eating her pancakes when Agatha narrows her eyes at her. ‘’Just saying.’’ 

‘’At least I’m getting som-ouch! Hey that hurts!’’ 

‘’Have some decency Agatha!’’ Lilia puts down her napkin with which she just whacked Agatha at the back of her head. ‘’Your son is at this table!’’ 

Said son is blessedly occupied by finding the best way to shove as many pieces of pancakes in his mouth as possible. Rio is watching him like a hawk, ready to intervene at the first sign of struggle, but the little devil only chews harder on his food and smiles. 

‘’See? He’s fine, didn’t hear a thing.’’ 

Nicky turns his head to his mama and Agatha feels her heart stop.

‘’But mama, I heard everything when you were doing Wanda in your bedroom?’’ 

‘’Oh dear god…’’ 

‘’Little love, mama wasn’t doing Wanda in the bedroom,’’ Rio starts as she puts one hand on Wanda’s right knee, more than pleased by the way the red head startles at the touch. ‘’She was doing her outside our bedroom, against the wall to be more precise.’’ 

‘’RIO!’’ 

‘’Wanda!’’ 

Wanda tries, really she does, to glare at Rio and appear as angry as she wants everyone to think, but all it takes for her to break is one smile from the green witch and the whisper of a touch in between her thighs. She turns away from Rio to hide herself away from the other witch’s knowing gaze, unconsciously seeking comfort in Agatha as she buries her head against said witch’s neck. 

‘’…am I the only one finding this weird?’’ 

‘’No no, me too Jen,’’ Billy rips a waffle in half, biting into it and chewing as loudly as possible as Rio cackles like only she knows how to do. He wants to be angry, he IS angry, he just got his mother back, and for what? To see her get involved with two of the most deranged people on Earth? Yes, he kinda likes Agatha and by association Rio (even if she did try to unalive him, which totally not cool by the way), but he’d like his mother to remain untouched by their craziness. Was that too much to ask? ‘’They have each other already, can’t they leave my mother alone?’’ 

‘’Come on guys, they’re not hurting anyone,’’ Alice tries to defend the three witches as she continues to eat her breakfast. They might’ve been enemies at one point, but it’s clear to her that there is a connection amongst the three women, something that not even them could put a name on at this point. ‘’Okay, yes they might hurt each other at one point but who’s to say they’re not into that?’’ 

‘’Ewwww, Alice! Too much information!’’ 

‘’No no no, she’s right. My Love does enjoy a bit of pain here and there,’’ Rio reveals as she tries to get Wanda to look at her, but it’s like the younger witch is stuck to her wife and refuses to budge. Agatha looks pleased with herself too, running her fingers through Wanda’s hair. ‘’But that’s not a surprise to anyone right?’’ 

‘’As if you don’t have a pain kink yourself my Love.’’ 

‘’Okay now I’m going to throw up!’’ Billy whines out loud, looking everywhere but his mother seeking comfort in someone who once was a foe. ‘’Seriously guys, stop!’’ 

‘’Okay, whatever you want, Teen.’’ 

After that breakfast time went on without a hitch, except maybe when Wanda reached across the table for the eggs, conveniently placed on the table so that she had to lean in front of Rio to get to them, and the green witch proceeded to bite the red head on the neck. You could hear a pin drop at the way Wanda whimpered out loud, turning bright red when she realized everyone heard her. The Scarlet Witch spent the rest of breakfast ignoring Rio, interacting with Agatha more than anyone else. 

Anyone could tell that it bothered Rio to be ignored, but as the green witch didn’t come out and outright say it things stayed that way the entire morning. 

‘’So, I have to ask,’’ Jen starts as they all help clean up the breakfast table. The dark skinned witch occupies herself with drying the plates while Alice washes them by hand. ‘’I know we kind of weirdly accepted that Nicholas is alive and not, you know…’’ 

‘’Dead.’’ 

‘’Yes, that one,’’ Jen can feel Rio’s pointed glare on her back, knows exactly how the green witch is looking at her. ‘’But how is that even possible? I mean, no offense Rio, but like you told us even you couldn’t prevent him passing away three centuries ago! And Wanda, weren’t you supposed to be dead too?’’ 

‘’I never said she was dead,’’ Rio remarks, knowing damn well that she would remember a striking figure such as the Scarlet Witch if she ever led her to the afterlife. Said witch who is still stubbornly ignoring her. The entire coven looks at her, doubtful. ‘’What? I’ll have you know that I am damn good at my job, and I would remember if I reaped the Scarlet Witch’s soul!’’ 

‘’Are you sure?’’ 

‘’Fucking hell, of course I am!’’ Rio throws her hands up, exasperated. She likes her wife’s coven, is ready to endure a lot of things for her, but if Jen continues to question her work like she is right now someone might end up dead in a ditch. ‘’Ask her if you want! I’m not the goddamn watcher on the wall! I might know a lot of things, but I don’t know everything!���’ 

‘’…my Love calm down or you’ll have an aneurysm!’’ 

‘’Oh fuck off!’’ 

‘’What the hell did I do?’’ 

‘’Mommy stop yelling at mama!’’ 

If being ignored by the woman who was unknowingly making herself at home in her heart right next to her wife wasn’t enough, being yelled at by her own son in defense of Agatha was what did it for Rio. She cursed out loud using the most colorful insults in her vocabulary before flashing away, leaving behind her a faint odor of flowers and tree, the temperature dropping almost instantly after her departure. 

‘’…to be perfectly clear, I really wasn’t dead. Just hiding away in my own little cabin, in Sokovia,’’ Wanda reveals as she crosses her arms above her chest, feeling self conscious when everyone looks at her. Thoughts going back to the way Nicky materialized in front of her surrounded by a very familiar bubble of blue magic, Wanda turns to Billy. ‘’And I actually think you’re the one who brought Nicky back.’’ 

‘’Me? Really?’’ 

‘’Billy, do you know of anyone else with the kind of magic able to wish something into existence simply because you want to?’’ 

‘’Actually yes, Agatha,’’ Billy says as he looks around, rolling his eyes when he sees the questioning look on everybody’s face. ‘’Seriously you guys? My own mother? She literally created us from scratch!’’ 

‘’That may be the case, but I can’t resurrect people Billy. I tried, trust me I did.’’ 

‘’But how did I even do it without wanting to?’’ 

‘’Ugh, must I explain everything to you amateurs?’’ Agatha likes Billy, she does, but the boy cannot for the life of him appreciate all that he’s capable of. His own mother isn’t even able to, although she’s less sure of that now. ‘’Did you or did you not ask me how Nicky died at the end of the road?’’ 

‘’Yeah, I did. But what does that have to do with anything?’’ 

‘’What did you think about right after?’’ 

Realization dawns on Billy just then, his mouth wide open and Agatha knows she got him.

‘’…I wanted to have my mother back, but I still thought she was dead,’’ Billy can’t even believe that he didn’t catch on to this earlier. ‘’So I thought, my mother is dead, but I really wish that Agatha would stop being heartbroken and get her son back. Are you telling me I actually brought someone back to life?’’ 

‘’It looks like you did, Teen,’’ Agatha embraces the teenager, feeling extremely thankful for what he did. She blinks a traitor tear away and gestures for Nicky to join their hug. ‘’I’ll be forever in debt to you for that, do you know how lucky you are?’’ 

‘’But I don’t want to be tho, I wasn’t aware I could even do it!’’ 

‘’Now you are aware, and that’s all that matters.’’ 

‘’…I don’t want to alarm anyone, but where’s Wanda?’’ 

‘’What do you mean Alice?’’ Billy looks around in a hurry, panic settling in when he sees his mother isn’t in the room with them anymore. ‘’She was just right there!’’ 

‘’Nicky, little love do you know something?’’ Agatha sees how her son is nervously playing with a flower in his hands, exactly mirroring how Rio would act when she’s feeling nervous too. ‘’Son, do you know where Wanda is?’’ 

‘’…she told me she was going to look for mommy.’’ 

‘’Well shi-‘’ 

‘’She said it was her fault mommy is sad,’’ Nicky whispers with a sad little pout on his face, turning his bright blue eyes full of tears on his mama. ‘’But she looked sad too mama! Can’t you go and make them not sad?’’ 

‘’Little love I don’t know if they’ll want me there,’’ Agatha pointedly ignores her coven’s collective curiosity at her admission. ‘’Sometimes people need to learn to let those they care about figure things out on their own. And right now that’s what I need to do for mommy, alright?’’ 

‘’What about Wanda?’’ 

‘’What about her Nicky?’’ 

‘’You care about her too, right mama?’’ Nicky wonders why his mama is suddenly red in the face while everyone except Billy laughs at her. ‘’You look at her like you sometimes look at mommy. So-oh! Was mommy jealous then?’’ 

‘’You know what Nicky? Why don’t we look for your mommy now? I’m sure she’ll be happy to see you,’’ Agatha quickly stirs the conversation away from her very real feelings for the red head, knowing damn well she failed when she sees Lilia, Jen and Alice smirk at her. She is starting to drag her son away when she feels Nicky being snatched away from her hands. ‘’Hey!’’ 

‘’Maybe don’t bring the kid for this?’’ Alice drags Nicky to her side, grinning at the mischievous look on the little boy’s face. ‘’I’m pretty sure you don’t want your son to see what you’re about to walk in on.’’ 

‘’And what’s that?’’ 

As if on cue, the sound of something hard hitting the wall repeatedly echoed in from upstairs, quickly followed by the sounds of a very poor attempt at muffled moans. 

In any other circumstances, Billy would find it funny how fast Agatha fled the room running, but when he came to the realization that the purple witch would be…doing, for a lack of a better word, his own mother, he couldn’t help but repeatedly hit his forehead against the wall. 

‘’Cheer up Billy, maybe you’ll get a new sibling out of it!’’ 

‘’Not funny Jen, not funny at all!’’ 

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Can't remember what I used to fight for - Chapter 6 soft NSFW

a/n: Well, what do you know. Spicy times

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Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal x Wanda Maximoff

Words: 1.6k

Summary:there is...a wall involved...

Warnings: swearing, bottom!wanda, top!Agatha, top!rio (secretly bottom!rio but only for Agatha iykyk), somewhat of a soft smut scene against a wall ._.

One and a half hour later after the start of their grocery shopping trip, Wanda and Nicky are both back in the kitchen covered in various ingredients, numerous breakfast foods already cooked and served on multiple platters. 

‘’Wanda! You’ve got flour on your nose!’’ 

‘’Really Nicky? How about you? Oh no, I see you do not have any! Let’s change that!’’ Wanda grabs a handful of flour and throws it towards Nicky. The little boy is soon covered in the white powder, his little face marred with the cutest frown known to man. ‘’Oops, my bad.’’ 

‘’I’ll tell on you Wanda!’’ 

‘’Oh yeah, and to who?’’ 

‘’MOMMY!’’ 

The little boy is fast, Wanda can admit that. She’s off after him as soon as his feet touch the ground, laughing along with Nicky as he darts upstairs. Both his mothers are awake, this Wanda knows because of the sound of the shower running not long after they got home from the supermarket. The red head is blindly following Nicky, and is ready to follow him into his mothers’ bedroom when a body blocks her way and she can’t help but crash into it. Wanda has half a thought to get away and apologize, but two soft and strong arms wrap around her before she can even take a step back. 

‘’Careful there sugar, you could’ve hurt yourself.’’ 

And of course it’s Agatha she just crashed into. Wanda has another half apology almost out of her mouth when she sees that Agatha is dressed in only a white towel and her mind goes blank. She stares without any ounce of shame, eyes drinking in the sight of the other witch’s barely covered chest, her long legs still damp from her shower, the droplets of water running down her neck, tempting Wanda to do something she knows would absolutely get her in trouble in the most pleasurable way…

‘’Now what are you looking at sweet cheeks?’’ Agatha knows damn well she won’t get any reaction from Wanda, not with the way the Scarlet Witch is undressing her with her eyes full of lust and something else far more dangerous. She still tries, a thrill going up her spine when Wanda licks her lips. ‘’My eyes are up there sugar.’’ 

Agatha uses the tip of her fingernail to push Wanda’s head up, and if the younger witch had any restrictions before they all flew out the window the moment she looked into Agatha’s eyes. In a flash the red head has the purple loving witch trapped against the wall, arms trapping her in while her mouth hovers over Agatha’s pulse point. 

‘’You have no idea how hard it is to hold back right now,’’ Wanda whispers, tongue poking out of her mouth to finally get her first taste of Agatha. She almost looses it when Agatha grips her arms on both sides, the fingernails digging into her skin more pleasure than pain. ‘’I’m starting to think you’re doing it on purpose, trying to break me so that I…so that I…’’ 

‘’So that you what, Wanda?’’ Agatha has a pretty good feeling about where this is going, and she has no desire to stop it. ‘’Come on little witch, say it.’’ 

‘’You’re just trying to get me to fuck you, aren’t you?’’ 

‘’Oh honey, you’ve got this all wrong.’’ 

Faster than Wanda can blink Agatha flips their position and it is now her trapped against the wall, head thrown back as the older witch has no shame and latches her mouth onto her neck. Wanda’s hands immediately try to grab onto anything, successfully burying them in Agatha’s hair as she continues to suck on her pulse point, but as soon as she does her hands fly up against the wall above her head. Wanda looks up, sees her hands trapped by a bubble of purple magic, and lets out the loudest whine in existence. 

‘’You won’t do any fucking sweet cheeks,’’ Agatha doesn’t hesitate to grab Wanda’s ass with both hands, pressing her thigh right where she knows the younger witch needs her. She thrives on the noises Wanda tries to quiet down as she bites her lips, her own desire threatening to burst out of her at the display. ‘’I will. Rio will, and we feel generous you’ll get to have a taste, understood?’’ 

‘’Hhhmm…fuck!’’ 

‘’That’s not an answer sugar,’’ and oh Agatha shouldn’t enjoy the way Wanda tries to grind harder against her when she stops her own movement, but she does. As a warning, and because she has a bit of a thing with biting, she does it hard enough on Wanda’s neck to make her stop moving. ‘’Oh no little witch, you only take what I give you. If I stop, you stop. Now, I believe I asked you a question?’’ 

‘’Oh god, yes! YES! Whatever you want!’’ Wanda blushes at how loud she just yelled, eyes rolling to the back of her head when Agatha resumes her movements against her. She knows that her underwear and pants are soaked through by this point, feels it sticking uncomfortably against her skin. Seeing as they’re practically passed the point of no return, she voices her desire for Agatha to take it off. ‘’Aggie, please! Take it off!’’ 

‘’Take what off?’’ Oh Agatha knows damn well what the little witch is asking, feels the slickness gliding on her thigh as she presses harder and harder against Wanda. The Scarlet Witch could very well take her clothes off on her own, but it seemed to Agatha that she was too far gone to even think about it.’’Come on sugar, use your big girl words!’’ 

‘’My-you know what, fuck this!’’ 

In an impressive display of raw power, Wanda surges forward to crash her lips against Agatha’s, something unknown pushing the older witch’s body harder against her. Her legs wrap around Agatha’s waist, trying desperately to get even an ounce of relief. She gasps into the kiss, feeling Agatha respond to her attack, taking charge of the kiss as soon as she realizes what’s happening. Wanda is barely hanging on by a thread, her thoughts filled by the way Agatha is kissing her, how her hands are still holding onto her ass, how her body pushes into her, how her tongue dominates hers in every way possible, how her mind is filled with nothing but exploding stars. 

Agatha trails a hand down Wanda’s torso, going under the waistband of her pants, and it’s her turn to gasp. 

‘’Holy shit little witch, you’re soaked!’’ Agatha groans against Wanda, her mouth tracing a path down the other witch’s throat to latch right where her breasts start to peek out from her shirt. ‘’I can’t wait to get a taste of you sweet cheeks.’’ 

‘’Hhhm, holy fuck I- Why don’t you?’’ 

Agatha swears to the gods above that the Scarlet Witch really will be the death of her, and really she was about to get down on her knees to make good on her promise, but the sound of her front door slamming open prevents her from acting on her desires. She curses as multiple voices reach her ears, mumbling her discontent against Wanda’s skin. She soothes the hickey she just made right above Wanda’s left breast, swiping over it with her tongue and blowing on it just to see the other witch shiver. Agatha steps back from Wanda, freeing her from her restraint. She makes a move to go down the stairs but Wanda is apparently not done with her yet, as she grabs onto her face and kisses her soundly on the lips one last time. The red head bites on her lips, smirking at the groan Agatha lets out, before finally letting her go, this time for good. 

‘’Something to make you think of me.’’ 

Wanda honest to gods wink, sauntering away and down the stairs as Agatha just stands there frozen. She hears someone chuckling right next to her, and what a non surprise it is to see Rio standing there with that ungodly eyebrow raise of hers and trademark smirk. 

‘’She got you good, didn’t she?’’ 

‘’Oh shut up Rio, at least I got to kiss her,’’ Agatha flips her hair over her shoulder, walking by her wife to get inside their room. ‘’Where is Nicky anyway?’’ 

‘’Downstairs, in his room. Not that you noticed, as busy as you were doing the little witch,’’ Rio says as she goes after Agatha. She shamelessly watches her wife getting dressed, appreciating the way her lacy underwear covers almost none of what’s important. ‘’But color me impressed, you got her to break. Congratulations my Love!’’ 

‘’And what will my prize be for that?’’ Agatha turns to Rio as she buttons up her shirt, grinning when she notices her wife tracking her every move. ‘’Mmmh, watching you go down on her would be one hell of a prize, don’t you think?’’ 

‘’That can be arranged.’’

While Agatha and Rio sort themselves out, down in the kitchen and dining room another kind of conversation is taking place. Knowing that the two remaining witches will take their sweet time to join them, Wanda, Nicky, Lilia, Jen, Alice and Billy decided to start eating breakfast without them. At least that was before Billy noticed something on his mother that wasn’t there before. 

‘’Mom?’’ 

‘’Yes Billy?’’ 

‘’Please tell me it isn’t what I think it is.’’ 

‘’What are you talking about?’’ 

‘’Wanda, sweetheart,’’ Lilia turns to Wanda when she hears the concern and sudden anger in Billy’s voice, eyes going wide when she sees exactly what caused it. ‘’I think your son is talking about the hickey you’ve got going on down there’’ she points to her neck, mirroring the one Wanda has at the same place ‘’and there’’ another one right under her jaw ‘’and also here’’ this one right where her neck meets her shoulder ‘’and…oh god, also there.’’ 

Wanda turns white, rushing to the mirror on the wall by the kitchen’s entrance to check on the damage on her skin. Turns out, Lilia was wrong. Four didn’t even reach the full amount of hickeys covering her skin. 

‘’DAMN YOU AGATHA!’’ 

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Can't remember what I used to fight for - Chapter 5

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Pairings: Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal, Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal x Wanda Maximoff

Words: 1.8k

Summary: featuring Rio being a tease, because...Rio, and a grocery shopping trip

Warnings: idk, nothing too bad here

a/n: For my sake and for everyone's sake, let's all agree that Nicky somewhat has magic and he has a little bit of control over it already (I mean come on, he's Agatha's and Rio's son. Would be weird if he didn't have any) And, most importantly, WANDA MAXIMOFF DID NO WRONG and I'll die on this hill thank you very much, she was just as traumatized as anyone else in that universe, and if MAYBE she had people checking up on her every now and then none of the shit she went through after Endgame would've happened fight me on this

‘’Miss Wanda?’’ 

‘’Mmmh?’’ 

‘’Why are you sleeping on the couch?’’ 

‘’Huh?’’ 

‘’The couch, you were sleeping on it.’’  

Wanda carefully opens her eyes, blinking at the light coming in from the window, seeing little Nicky standing right next to her with his face as close to her as possible. She can’t help but smile, and the boy smiles in return. 

‘’I’ll have you know that it’s a really comfortable couch Nicky,’’ Wanda says with a rasp in her voice, stretching her entire body before righting herself up on the couch. Her eyes catch the clock on the wall and she almost chokes on her own tongue seeing what is clearly six am staring right back at her. ‘’And why are you not still asleep sweet boy?’’ 

‘’I heard you, I think you were having a nightmare,’’ and oh if Wanda wasn’t completely in love with the little boy before, the way he jumps into her lap to give her what he thinks is a reassuring hug confirms it. In a way it is, his warm body against hers, little arms wrapped around her. ‘’Mama used to hug me when I got nightmares. She said nightmares can be scary, but it’s nothing a hug can’t fix. Are you alright now miss Wanda?’’ 

‘’Yes, I am Nicky. And it’s just Wanda to you, no miss or anything,’’ Wanda smiles against the little boy’s head, heart filled with so much love and affection for a child that isn’t hers it scares her a little. ‘’And where are your mothers?’’ 

‘’Mama is still sleeping, but I think mommy is awake. She won’t get out of bed without mama, that’s for sure.’’ 

‘’Huh, in that case I have a brilliant idea.’’ 

‘’What is it? Can I help?’’ 

‘’Of course you can Nicky. Seeing as it’s a little early, why don’t we start preparing everything for breakfast? I happen to remember that your mama’s entire coven is coming back here this morning,’’ Wanda thinks they’re all nice people too, Alice being the one she likes the most, but Lilia coming in at a close second. Jen just exists somewhere. ‘’Do you think you’re up for the task my little sous chef?’’ 

‘’Yeah!’’ 

They both go to the kitchen, but soon enough Wanda realizes that there is nowhere near enough food to feed eight people. There isn’t even enough to feed one, if she’s being honest. 

‘’Oh well, looks like a grocery shopping trip is in order for us little man,’’ Wanda sighs as she closes a cupboard, checking her phone for the nearest open supermarket. ‘’Let me just go and ask your mommy if it’s okay to take you with me, okay Nicky?’’ 

‘’I’ll wait for you in the living room!’’ 

Wanda takes her time walking up the stairs, unsure about the reaction she’ll get entering Rio’s and Agatha’s most intimate space. Despite both older witches’ flirtatious behavior towards her, Wanda remains confused about what it might mean for her. Seeing their bedroom door slightly ajar, the redhead gently pushes it open, green eyes falling upon the most adorable and gorgeous vision they’ve ever seen. Agatha is using Rio’s chest as a pillow, head pressed as close to her wife’s chest as possible with a little bit of drool coming out of her mouth, while Rio supports her wife sitting up against the headboard, eyes twinkling with mischief when she sees Wanda. 

‘’My my, what’s a little witch like you doing in here?’’ Rio whispers teasingly, a lone finger signaling for Wanda to come closer in come hither motion. And Wanda does come closer, bewitched by Rio’s dark seductive eyes. ‘’Come looking for us, have you?’’ 

‘’Indeed, I have. But not for the reasons I’m sure your holy mind just thought about,’’ Wanda confesses, giggling to herself at the eye roll she receives from Rio. Agatha is blessedly still asleep during this conversation, and Wanda thanks the heaven for that because she’s not sure she would be able to resist any of their demands if both witches were awake right now. ‘’I was just wondering if I could bring Nicky with me to the supermarket? We were going to start marking breakfast for everyone, but the cupboards are empty. And it’s also totally fine if you don’t want him to come with me, he’s your son after all. I just thought it would be nice to bring him along, let him get a little of his extra energy out before you’re up.’’ 

‘’Hmm, I sure do have a lot of extra energy in me to let out this morning,’’ Rio stretches her arms above her head, feeling Wanda’s appreciative gaze as her movement pushes up the bottom of her sleeping tank top. ‘’You have my permission Wanda, and I’m sure Agatha won’t mind too. She’ll be more than happy to spend her extra energy with me without thinking about our six year old possibly interrupting us.’’ 

‘’…my Love stop being mean. You’re teasing the poor thing, look at her.’’ 

And if Agatha and Rio were a vision earlier cuddled up in bed, what a breathtaking sight Wanda was right now. Her cheeks were flushed beyond reason, hands trembling with overwhelming need, yet the most delectable is her eyes full of lust, glowing a deep red and focused solely on the uncovered bodies of the older witches. Wanda almost took a step forward, almost, but a sound from downstairs brought her back to reality, her eyes turning back to their normal green before she fled to the living room. 

‘’My Love if you keep poking her like that she’ll break sooner than you told me she would.’’ 

‘’And who said that was a bad thing?’’ Rio grins mischievously as she rolls them over in bed, trapping Agatha with her body on the mattress. Her hands quickly get rid of her wife’s pajamas top, tossing it to the side while her mouth dangerously gets close to her chest. ‘’Now, I did promise something, didn’t I?’’ 

‘’There’s better things you could be doing with that mouth my Love.’’ 

‘’Yes ma’am.’’ 

This was a bad idea, a really bad idea. For a blissful minute there Wanda forgot what she did, what she was to this town. One foot inside the supermarket with Nicky happily holding her hand and it was clear that the people of Westview still remembered her. The security guard, while not outright chasing her out of the store, was looking at her like she was a bomb ready to go off at any given moment. An old lady ran away with her cart when Wanda came over next to her to pick some apples, and another woman straight up pushed her daughter away from the same isle she was in when she saw her, contributing to the growing sadness and heartbreak Wanda was starting to feel. 

‘’Miss-Wanda? Are you okay?’’ Nicky was being a good boy and holding onto the shopping cart, like Wanda told him. He side eyed anyone who came close to them, even purposely hitting a middle aged man with the cart when it looked like he wanted to say something really mean to Wanda. ‘’You look sad. Did you want mama and mommy to come?’’ 

‘’No it’s fine, I’m fine,’’ Wanda answered Nicky with a tired smile as she put the bag of hand picked apples in their cart. They were both oblivious to the woman coming up behind them. ‘’I can totally shop for groceries, I’ve faced worse than this.’’ 

‘’I can’t believe the audacity you have coming back here!’’ 

‘’Excuse me?’’ 

‘’You should be ashamed of yourself!’’ The stranger, a brown haired woman reaching forty years of life, invaded Wanda’s personal space and jabbed her finger right in her chest. ‘’You enslaved us in your little experiment and you dare to show your face again in public?! And who’s that boy? Another failed attempt at having children? Who’s child did you kidnap again?’’ 

‘’HEY! Don’t talk to Wanda like that, she’s my friend!’’ 

‘’Is she really your friend or did she brainwash you into thinking that you are little boy?’’ Wanda’s breath got caught in her throat more and more as the stranger kept talking, clearly a victim of her unwanted accident. The other woman backed her up against a shelf of canned food as she continued screaming. ‘’You’re a monster Wanda! You don’t deserve to be alive!’’ 

Wanda didn’t even want to fight back, taking the insults with false bravery, thinking deep down that she deserved it for everything that she did. She didn’t even see the woman raise her hand to strike her, only became aware of it the moment a teal colored ball of magic appeared around it to stop its momentum. 

Wide eyed, Wanda turned her head to the right only to see sweet little Nicky with his hand outstretched, sparks of teal colored magic escaping his little hand. He was downright furious, eyes dark with anger as he commanded her would be attacker’s hand to lower down and against her own body. 

‘’I told you lady, Wanda is my friend,’’ Nicky said as he kept his hand out, slowly walking closer. At any other time Wanda might find him cute, but right now she was more awed at his display of magic than anything. ‘’And nobody hurts my friend, do you hear me?’’ 

‘’How dare you young ma-‘’ 

‘’Did you hear me or not?’’ Wanda thought she was seeing things, Nicky’s face turning into a skeleton, but she blinked and the illusion was gone. However when she looked at the stranger’s blanched face, she found that the illusion might not have been one after all. ’’You do not want me to call my mommy. She would not like what you were going to do to my friend.’’ 

‘’N-n-n-noted.’’ 

‘’Now run along, before I make you.’’ 

The woman didn’t need to be told twice, fleeing the scene like her ass was on fire. Nicky waited until she was out of his sight to run towards Wanda, jumping into her arms for a hug like his life depended on it. 

‘’It’s okay now Wanda, the mean lady is gone,’’ Nicky says, his voice muffled by Wanda’s hair. He feels her shaking, so as the concerned little boy he is Nicky looks up into her eyes, only to see that Wanda is not crying like he thought she was. ‘’Why are you laughing?’’ 

‘’It’s nothing Nicky, I swear. It’s just-you looked so cute defending me just now,’’ Wanda is laughing out loud for real this time, laughing even harder when Nicky starts to pout with his arms crossed over his chest. ‘’What is it now?’’ 

‘’I’m not cute, I’m the son of Death. The son of Death is not cute,’’ Nicky protests, being even cuter as he puffs out his cheeks. Wanda can’t help but gently pinch one of them, resulting in Nicky batting her hand away. ‘’Stop it Wanda! I am not cute!’’ 

‘’Yes you are sweet boy,’’ Wanda grins when Nicky turns his head away from her. She puts the little boy back down on the floor and proceeds to stir their forgotten cart into the next isle. ‘’Now, what do you reckon would be a good breakfast item?’’ 

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Can't remember what I used to fight for - Chapter 4

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Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal, Rio Vidal x Wanda Maximoff, a teeny tiny whisper of Agatha x Rio x Wanda

Words: 953 words (the shortest of the story, I promise T-T )

Summary: Rio being a proper menace, again

Warnings: none

‘’SHE WHAT?!’’

‘’Now, Wanda, let’s all calm down a little bit, yeah?’’ 

‘’I’ll show you calm!’’ 

Without so much as a blink, Wanda threw up her hand covered by her chaos magic and sent Rio crashing through the wall right by the entrance. 

‘’God fucking hell Wanda, almost! She said almost!’’ Rio coughs as she stands up, picking out pieces of dry wall out of her hair. She knows that deep down this is nothing but a way for the witch to let out all that she is feeling, after all she did fight like this with Agatha too. ‘’And clearly, Billy’s still alive so I didn’t do anything!’’ 

‘’You almost killed my son!’’ 

‘’Yes, and? Reaping souls is my literal fucking job! He fucking stole a kid’s body, a kid who should’ve died and I was denied what I was owed!’’ Clearly, that was the wrong thing to say. Wanda quite literally crashes into Rio herself and into the staircase, wrapping her right hand around the green witch’s throat. ‘’Jeez woman, buy me a drink first!’’ 

‘’I FUCKING HATE YOU!’’ 

‘’No you don’t little witch,’’ Rio says very calmly, managing to lift up her head so that her mouth ends up right next to Wanda’s ear. She blows on it, pleased to feel the other witch shivering in response, the hold on her throat loosening a little. ‘’At least let me explain. I was owed a soul, because I thought I was cheated out of one.’’ 

‘’Keep…keep talking.’’ 

‘’And what a surprise it was to me that when I went to rip Billy’s soul out of his body-‘’ Rio knows that was just poking the bear, phrasing her words like she just did, but she found it funny how easy it was to get a reaction out of the other woman. Nonetheless, she kept going. ‘’There was not only your precious son’s soul, but also that of the young William Kaplan, who did die. Can your pretty little head guess what I did then?’’ 

‘’…You took William and let my Billy live?’’ Rio nods, and that’s all Wanda needs to release the other witch. Her entire body goes into shock, curling in on itself while she’s still over Rio. The green witch, for her part, doesn’t seem that bothered to become Wanda’s new armchair. ‘’Oh god I’m so sorry Rio, I didn’t-I shouldn’t have attacked you! I keep messing everything up I’m so sorry!’’ 

‘’While I appreciate the apology, I can’t feel pain and what you just did does not even come close to the level of torture one has to inflict on me to make me feel something.’’ Rio wraps her arms around the other witch, a sneaky little finger resting on Wanda’s skin under her t-shirt. ‘’It’s okay, really.’’ 

‘’…stop that…’’ 

‘’Stop what little witch?’’ 

‘’…that thing you’re doing with your finger,’’ Wanda says as she rights herself up, hands on Rio’s shoulder to support herself. ‘’It’s distracting.’’ 

‘’What? This innocent little thing?’’ 

Rio wiggles her pinky finger at eye level while her occupied hand continues to sneak its way under Wanda’s clothes. The green witch’s entire hand now rests on Wanda’s back, right over the clasp of her bra. Rio toys with it a little, enjoying the squirming and blushing it gets her from Wanda. 

‘’I said-I said stop…!’’ 

‘’You don’t really mean that, do you little witch?’’ Rio very swiftly pulls on Wanda’s hair with as little force as possible, smirking when the younger witch puts a hand over her mouth to muffle the embarrassingly loud moan that everyone in the house was almost made aware of. ‘’See? Still so responsive for me sweet cheeks, so…delectable.’’ 

‘’Don’t you have a wife?’’ 

‘’Did you not see how she looked at-‘’ 

‘’RIO!’’ Billy, because of course the teen would come to check on his mother, comes running to the scene when he can’t hear them fight anymore. He’s confused and a little bit angry at the position they’re in when he sees them. ‘’That’s my mother right there get your hands off of her!’’ 

‘’You’re no fun, Teen. Besides,’’ Rio makes a show of looking Billy right in the eye as she licks the smallest of wound still present Wanda’s left cheek to heal it, relishing in the full body shiver she got in response from the witch and the exasperated groan from said witch’s son. ‘’You don’t see her complaining.’’ 

‘’You don’t know that, maybe she’s…maybe she’s cursing you in her head right now!’’ 

‘’That’s cute Billy, but I’m pretty sure she’s not,’’ Agatha takes her time to arrive, stopping right next to Billy. She raises both eyebrows at the state of her wife and the Scarlet Witch, calculating eyes noticing all the young witch’s tells. ‘’Don’t you two look cosy.’’ 

‘’We are very cosy right now,’’ Rio continues to hug Wanda against her, not that it’s any hard to stay in position as the other woman doesn’t have it in her to move away. She’s perfectly content right where she is, weirdly enough. ‘’In fact, why don’t you join us?’’ 

‘’Nope, nope, nope. I can’t watch this,’’ Billy declares out loud, yanking his mother away from Death herself. Wanda almost whines at the loss of contact, almost being the key word, but she catches herself before the sound can even make it passed her lips when she sees who’s dragging her away. ‘’My mom is off limits do you hear me? If I see your hands on her one more time I’ll find a way to cut them off.’’ 

‘’But mommy already had hers on miss Wanda back in the forest?’’ 

‘’Nicky, we’re going to have to teach you how to keep a secret, yeah?’’ 

a/n: I promise this is the only chapter less than 1k words lmao I don't even remember why I made it so short

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Can't remember what I used to fight for - Chapter 3

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Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal , a whisper of Rio Vidal x Wanda Maximoff, mentions of Kate Bishop x Yelena Belova and Carol Danvers x Valkyrie (yes, these bitches gay)

Words: 1.9k

Summary: a meeting with the avengers/young avengers, the start of Nicky being a little agent of chaos

Warnings: I don't think there really is any for this one...idk I'm tired, I'll probably check later

‘’So…let me get this straight…’’ 

‘’Which Wanda is not.’’ 

‘’MOMMY!’’ 

‘’What Nicky? She’s not!’’ 

‘’Who is anyway?’’ Kate Bishop asks, blue eyes shamelessly checking out Rio (and Wanda, gods she has eyes and they’re both absolutely gorgeous women). She grins as Kamala gives her a fist bump. ‘’No but really, who is?’’ 

‘’Your mentor, for example,’’ Kamala says, looking pointedly at said Avenger perched on the arm of the sofa both girls are sitting on. ‘’Last time I checked, he’s a happily married man to a woman, father to three children.’’ 

‘’Yes, but that doesn’t mean anything and-‘’ 

‘’BACK TO THE SITUATION AT HAND!’’ Nick Fury, for it was really him sat there on a chair with his iconic eyepatch, throws a pillow that lands directly on Kate’s face. The young archer narrows her eyes at the man, but doesn’t protest any further. ��’Let me get this right,’’ another pointed look to the purple loving young adult, who rolls her eyes. ‘’This right here, she’s Death. Like actual death.’’ 

‘’Yes sir, I am.’’ 

‘’How does that even work?’’ 

‘’Well, I am what people usually see when they die.’’ 

‘’I would happily die if I’m granted the sight of you in such an outfit again.’’ 

‘’KATE BISHOP! I happen to know that you’re in a committed relationship with one miss Belova, so if you do not shut your trap and quit flirting with Death I’ll snitch on you and you’ll see where it gets you,’’ Fury threatens the archer, throwing another pillow at her head. Kate looks positively horrified at the prospect, a bead of sweat going down the side of her neck. ‘’That’s what I thought.’’ 

‘’Mommy? Isn’t this miss Belova that nice lady’s sister?’’ 

‘’Who are you talking about little love?’’ 

‘’You know who! The one you brought back from that planet, she said she died for her family,’’ Nicky retells, remembering one of the only nice soul he ever met in his mother’s realm. The little boy is oblivious to Clint’s tearful expression, continuing his storytelling. ‘’She said her sister’s name was Yelena, no? She was sooo pretty too, you even allowed her to stay with me a little before she moved on.’’ 

‘’Oh right! Natasha Romanov,’’ Rio remembers the woman well. The lost soul she picked up on Vormir, one of the rare ones who didn’t fight or tried to bargain with her for more time. This one actually accepted her fate, wasn’t scared of her at all. She notices Clint silently crying on the sofa. ‘’Oops, is it too soon?’’ 

‘’No no, it’s alright. It’s been years and yet it still hurts just as much as when she let go of my hand and fell to her death,’’ Clint admits, wiping his tears away with the sleeve of his shirt. ‘’But do go on, you were about to say something more?’’ 

‘’Ah, yes. I-‘’ 

They were all interrupted by Rio’s phone ringing loudly. The green witch smirks when she sees who is calling her, putting a finger over her mouth as she clicks on the speaker icon. 

‘’Yes my Love, what is it?’’ 

‘’What’s taking you so long? You’ve been gone for hours!’’ 

‘’Aggie, it’s been only an hour.’’ 

‘’Well damn me for wanting to be with my wife after not seeing her for three entire centuries! How long until you’re back home?’’ 

‘’Just say that you want to get down and dirty with me Agatha, I would totally understand.’’ 

Rio sees Wanda glaring at her as she covers Nicky’s ears, while the rest is just wondering why they’re even here. 

‘’Of course you would you brat. But still, get home soon. Teen’s making diner and-‘’ 

‘’Mommy? Why is miss Wanda covering my ears?’’ 

A loud noise can be heard through the phone speaker, and Rio knows instantly that wherever Agatha was seated, her wife fell off of it. The green witch knows that her wife knows now, because even after all these years, even after all these centuries, Agatha would never ever forget the voice of the only little boy she ever loved. 

‘’Rio? My Love if this is another one of your joke I swear to god I will hunt you d-‘’ 

‘’It’s not a joke, Agatha. I swear,’’ Rio whispers, knowing her wife heard her loud and clear. Nicky is looking at her phone with his head tilted to the side, clearly recognizing his mama’s voice but not knowing why it came from such a weird looking object. ‘’He’s here for real. It’s our boy Agatha, our little Nicholas.’’ 

‘’Mommy? Why can I hear mama but not see her?’’ 

‘’What your mommy is holding is called a phone, sweet boy,’’ Wanda explains as she points to Rio’s phone. The Scarlet Witch smiles at the wide eyed gaze popping up on the little boy’s face at the new information. ’’It’s a device we use to contact someone when they’re far away from us. Just like your mama did because she was worried your mommy was gone too long.’’ 

‘’Really? So mama found us?’’ 

‘’Of course she did little love! Come here,’’ Rio beckons her son over, putting him in her lap as she gives Nicky the phone. ‘’Right now mama’s in Westview with some…friends,’’ Rio looks at Wanda, knowing that one of those particular friends would affect her more than the others. ‘’I think she might be crying too.’’ 

‘’I am not.’’ 

‘’Yes you are mama, mommy always knows when you do,’’ Nicky giggles, hearing the slight tremble to his mama’s voice that he sadly became accustomed to before he died. ‘’Do not cry mama, I am okay. Miss Wanda took care of me, she even saved me from this really mean man. I like her mama, and I think mommy does too.’’ 

‘’Hmm, does she now?’’ 

‘’Yes mama! Mommy didn’t want me to look, but I saw them-‘’ 

‘’And that’ll be the end of that young man,’’ Rio quickly takes the phone away from Nicky, not ashamed in the least about what happened earlier between her and Wanda, but still not wanting people she doesn’t know being made aware of their moment. ‘’We’ll be here in a few my Love.’’ 

‘’Alright Rio, you better be. Bi-ahem, Teen is still crying because of earlier when Lilia told us you know what.’’ 

‘’Really?’’ 

‘’Yes, really. I would cry too if I knew my that my previously thought dead mother was going to show up where I live. Admittedly not for the same reasons, god knows how I hate the motherfucker, but I would.’’ 

‘’…did you just use swear words knowing your little boy could hear you?’’ 

‘’Oh fuck off Jen, he was born in the seventeenth century. He’s heard worse.’’ 

‘’Why do I even bother with you?’’ 

‘’Ooookay, see you soon my Love!’’ Rio hangs up the phone, looking up from it to everyone around. The green witch ignores the wondering gaze of one Wanda Maximoff, the other witch looking at her with her head tilted to the side having surely picked up on Agatha’s slip of the tongue. ‘’I’m sorry to cut this short, it was nice meeting you all, but we have to go.’’ 

‘’Not so fast miss Death, I’d like to stay a little longer for more questioning.’’ One flash of Rio’s true form and Fury immediately backtracks. ‘’On second thoughts, maybe it’s better if you go. You’ll come back tho, right Wanda?’’ 

‘’Am I not staying?’’ 

‘’Little witch, did you think I would let you out of my sight after what happened earlier?’’ Rio is full on smirking when Wanda refuses to look her in the eye. She puts her hand on her knee, thumb gently drawing circles. ‘’I don’t mind sharing you with Agatha. And judging by your reaction, you wouldn’t mind having us both-‘’ 

‘’I FUCKING KNEW IT! Y’ALL BITCHES ARE GAY!’’ 

‘’Like you aren’t gay too Kate?’’ 

‘’Where are these kids parents?’’ 

‘’Well, mine are in jail and six feet under, and hers are at work, but if you count the one and only Captain Marvel then a third of hers is at New Asgard. Which now makes me think that it’s really half of her parents,’’ Kate says, stopping when she sees how Kamala is looking at her. ‘’What? The way you behave whenever Carol and Valkyrie are around you’d think you were their child.’’ 

‘’They certainly act like you are.’’ 

‘’Not you too mister Fury!’’ 

And just like that another argument started amongst the young Avengers and their famously known Director. Clint rolled his eyes when he met Wanda’s knowing gaze, implying that it was a daily occurrence for them. The Scarlet Witch went to give a hug to the very first friend she made on the team, quickly going back to Rio’s side as the green witch was getting ready to transport all of them back where they were needed. 

‘’Are you ready little witch?’’ 

‘’I guess so. Why wouldn’t I be?’’ 

‘’No reason.’’ 

In a flash the trio was gone, leaving behind them the usual everyday chaos at the Avengers Compound. Rio, Nicky and Wanda all reappeared inside a well decorated house, the six year old looking around with stars in his eyes. Nicky’s ears picked up on the sound coming from the living room, easily recognizing his mama’s voice amongst a few, and so choosing to bolt towards it. Wanda panicked, despite knowing they were in a somewhat safe environment, and ran after the little boy. 

The Scarlet Witch froze at the entrance to the living room, eyes glued upon the only other standing person in the room. She could feel his soul, his magic calling out for her. He might not have the same face, nor have the same voice, but Wanda is sure that the teenager starring right back at her with tears rolling down his face is hers. Still, her eyes flash red, and when his flash blue in response, she breaks down crying. Her knees hit the floor just as Billy reaches for her, the both of them going down as they embrace and their powers manifest themselves by going off in random harmless sparks of magic. 

‘’Mama, you don’t know how much I’ve missed you!’’ Billy, despite his earlier in the week’s claim of not wanting his mother back due to his slight identity crises, can’t help but cling to her like a lifeline. He buries his face in her neck, breathing in her all too familiar scent and searching for the comforting warmth she always had for his brother and him. One hug from his mother and it’s like he was ten years old again. ‘’I was so scared when I fell asleep mom, and when I got into this body and couldn’t find anyone, not dad, not Tommy, not even you…gods please, don’t leave again.’’ 

‘’I would never ever leave you again my sweet boy, never. The greatest gift in all the universe is getting to be your mother, I would never throw that away,’’ Wanda feels ecstatic, so content to finally have her son back. Well, at least one of them. ‘’I will protect you with my life if I need to, do you understand that?’’ 

‘’About that…’’ 

Wanda turns towards an Asian looking woman with red highlights in her hair. She looks nice, dressed in a black leather jacket and black pants. 

‘’What is it?’’ 

‘’Do you know that this one,’’ cue the pointing to Rio, who almost wishes she could disappear knowing what’s coming but can’t bring herself to because she doesn’t want to be parted from her son. ‘’Wanted to kill your son? Almost did too.’’ 

‘’SHE WHAT?!’’