#powerbottom!natasha

[potentialsandwhich]

I am a victim of overexcitement, but I just wanted to share that I will be continuing Taste and making it into a short WandaNat/Sorority series.

Part two will be Protégée:

When the Queen doesn't want to play, there's always the princess.

If Natasha won't give you the attention you want, you'll just get it from her little protégée: Wanda.

[drurrito]

Night Drive (18+)

Summary: You get a new car

AN: 18+ only y'all--we're gonna pretend that there are plenty of other self-driving cars that aren't t*sla...I hope this makes up for me not putting out another part of AYTO yet! All mistakes are mine.

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Warnings: cursing; reader has a dick; dom//powerbottom!Natasha; sub//top!reader

----------------

You sink lower into your seat as you rev the engine of your new car with the widest grin Natasha can't see. Natasha looks hardly impressed from your view beyond the barely-legal tint of the windows.

You decide to roll down your window and plead your case.

"Hey baby."

Natasha rolls her eyes. You already screw yourself coming right out the gate with pleasantries, Natasha knows you're desperate to get on her good side when you do that.

"So...what do you think?" You vaguely gesture to the rest of the car and Natasha scoffs.

"I think you were a finance bro in your past life," she crosses her arms, and you relent, "probably," you sing as you round the car to lean against the hood. The gun metal gray still holds a shine in the moonlight. This wasn't an impulse purchase, you had been talking about buying a new car for a while now. You would go on little rants about the specs of certain cars whenever you saw them on the road or on TV. It's not like you were waiting when you had the money, being an avenger was a pretty-paying gig. You were just waiting for the right one, at the right time--a method you mastered by the time Natasha came around.

"Wanna go for a joyride?" You offer, already leaning off the hood and spinning the key in your hand.

Natasha wants to keep giving you a hard time, but you look so damn good in front of your sleek, expensive, new backdrop. Your muscles bulge under your fitted black shirt, and you have the cockiest smile on your face, like you knew you were winning this race.

"And if we get pulled over?"

"With SHIELD plates? I'm not worried about it," it almost comes out like it's scripted. You're not above rehearsing a speech for Natasha if it means getting your way. You're pulling out all the stops, but Natasha wants to remind you who's really behind the wheel. Her eyes rake over you slowly, intensely--the same way fresh lava travels over earth. You're standing at attention and you don't even know it.

"You gonna open the door for me or just stand there like you forgot your manners?" Natasha watches in amusement as you fumble for the door handle. She slides onto the cool leather while you make your way into the driver's seat yet again. You wait patiently for her to get comfortable and buckle in.

It's only when you rev the engine with a wink that Natasha muses this might have been a bad idea on her part. You punch the gas pedal and she's quickly acquainted with the back of the cherry red bucket seat.

----------------

Natasha decides that she doesn't like going fast unless the fate of the world depends on it. She also decides this is the one exception when she sees the freeway system of veins in your forearms as you grip the steering wheel. Natasha feels like she's flying when she watches your triceps flex while you turn the wheel or do something as mundane as turning on her seat heater.

Natasha slides her seatbelt off in a way that doesn't set off the sensor--she didn't want this moment to be ruined by a lecture on why it's important to buckle-up. You're too distracted by the beat of your night drive playlist to notice her crawling closer to you.

You feel her lips on the shell of your ear, "eyes on the road, got it?"

"Yes ma'am," you try to say cooly, you don't dare chance a look over at her. She hums with satisfaction and rewards you with a kiss on the skin behind your ear and a nibble on your lobe that tightens the coil in your belly.

Natasha sucks and licks at your neck while her deft fingers work to undo your belt and zipper. Her hand explores the border of your waistband before dipping under and finding what it was looking for. You let out a whisper of a gasp when Natasha admires your full length and girth. Your grip on the wheel tightens, Natasha chuckles when she hears the leather under your fingers groan.

Natasha begins to stroke you slowly, agonizingly so, but that doesn't keep your hips from bucking up into her hand.

"Tash," that only elicits a rumble against your neck. Natasha's other hand curls around your neck and gives a light squeeze that makes your vision blur for a second. Her stroking picks up speed, you have to work impossibly hard to keep your foot off the brakes.

"Natasha, please."

"I like the way you say please, baby," she mumbles with your skin between her teeth.

"What did I tell you?"

"Eyes on the road, ma'am," you say with a quickness that makes the corner of her lips curl up in satisfaction.

"So smart," she praises before you helplessly watch her head lower until you feel her lips greet your cock with a sloppy kiss. You throw your head back against your seat with a pathetic moan.

"So desperate," Natasha teases, and your mind feels like it's going a million miles an hour--multitasking is usually your strong suit, but it seems damn near impossible now.

Natasha's tongue travels the length of you, your hips feebly buck into her mouth when she finally grants you entrance. You slow your speed to safely take a hand off the wheel and hold her hair back. She thanks you with a gentle squeeze on your thigh and the prettiest sounds you could have only ever imagined.

Your playlist is already repeating itself by the time Natasha comes up for air. She can barely hear it over your panting anyway. You're rock hard and right where she wants you.

"The car can drive itself, you know," you breathe out. Natasha's brow quirks with curiosity.

"Show me," it's a gentle command, but your fingers rush to press the right sequence of buttons. You ease the seat back with haste, and Natasha just lets you sit there for a few beats to take you in and also leave you in suspense.

Your fingers dumbly flex against your legs while you wait for further instruction from Natasha. She doesn't even try to hide her smirk when your eyes begin to dart between the road and her.

"You're not gonna let us crash right, dove?" Natasha's finger traces a feather-light trail down your arm. It's a genuine question, even though she knows you probably did some sizable research on the safety features of the car before you even entertained buying it.

"No ma'am, you're precious cargo," you give an easy smile and that's Natasha's cue to move and straddle your lap. You help her with your hands on her hips, your hands quickly retreating to your sides when she's situated over you.

Natasha swears your eyes are sparkling as you watch her slide her panties to the side with one hand and take your length in the other.

"Eyes on me, baby, just for a second," she coos and you obey. Natasha can't help but admire the striations of your muscles working overtime to restrain yourself. You've always been intoxicatingly obedient, even when it's downright painful. Your eyes are locked on Natasha's, you have to bite your lip to stifle a moan when she finally eases down onto your cock. She's already working her hips in a way that has your entire body buzzing. You can count on one hand how many cars have passed you by this whole time, just like you expected.

Your fingers dig into the leather of your seat, your eyes periodically glancing at the road to make sure it hasn't veered off course for whatever reason. Natasha steals a few sloppy kisses when she leans into you to get a better angle and bounce on your cock at a speed that should be illegal.

"Tash, I'm gonna-," you choke out between labored breaths.

"What was that baby?" she leans back and oh god, you wish you had the kind of self-control your car has right now. You feel like you're going to pass out watching Natasha ride your cock, you're too blissed out to realize that she's spelling out 'm-i-n-e-' with her hips.

"I'm gonna come so fast."

"I know baby."

That seals your fate. Your arm reaches back to brace yourself against the seat. With a long and drawn-out "fuck," Natasha feels you push deeper into her, filling her up with every last drop of you. You both fall into a sweaty, moaning heap against the seat. Your body trembling with aftershocks as Natasha scratches at the skin on the back of your neck. You only get to drink this feeling in for a few seconds until you see red and blue flashing lights in your rearview mirror.

"Shit," you sit up and Natasha freezes when she sees what you see. You feverishly check your speedometer, you're not speeding. You start rifling through your brain to see if you forgot to do something, insurance? Plates? Registration?

Your questions are answered when you watch the cop car speed off into the night. Natasha lets out a heavy sigh of relief that makes your dick twitch, reminding you both that you're still inside of her.

"Told you," you try not to sound so exasperated. Natasha just rolls her eyes before kissing your temple. Night drives might just become a regular thing now.

[wandussyfantasy]

request (i hope its still open)

powerbottom!Wanda x Beefy G!P reader

(this is gonna be kinda long and dirty so be prepared)

Reader and Wanda are both college students who have been mutual pining each other, Wanda tells Nat that she likes reader and really wants to get down and dirty with them but doesn't know what to do Nat gives Wanda these chocolates (which is like those sex Viagra chocolate things) and tells Wanda to invite reader over for a movie night and share the chocolate, and that leads to hella sexual tension and they both can't hold it in anymore and fuck, Wanda rides readers abs and also handcuffs reader to the bed and she teases reader a lot and after a while reader just wants to touch Wanda so bad that they break the handcuffs which turns Wanda on even more and they fuck hard, lots of overstimulation and maybe some breeding (also maybe some fluff at the end as well as reader wants to live in this moment forever so reader uses Wanda's polaroid cam to take a pic of her naked and saves it in their wallet)

sorry this is long but if you do decide to write it just have fun with it and add your own stuff as well, love your fics <3

Study Date

Summary: Wanda and Reader have wanted each other for so long. Natasha, being the good friend that she is, helps the two speed things along and realize just how much they want each other.

Pairings: Wanda x NB!AMAB!Reader

Word Count: 4,767

WARNINGS:

18+ ONLY, MINORS DO NOT READ & DO NOT INTERACT!!!

smut, gn!reader shapeshifter, powerbottom!lwanda, fingering, dirty talk, fluff, fantasies, teasing, foreplay, and creampie.

𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

“Hey Wanda, I noticed you weren't in class today. I thought I'd lend you my notes,” you say as you hand the pretty girl from your expository writing class your notebook. She smiles as she accepts your offering. 

“Awe, you're so sweet! You didn't have to do that! Thank you, I'll type this up and get it back to you as soon as possible,” she says. You smile back and tell her to take her time. The conversation falls flat but you don't want to stop talking to her. You stand there awkwardly as you try to think of something to keep the conversation going. Wanda was doing the same, she didn't want you to leave. She wanted to keep talking to you. She always wants to talk to you. “Hey, I heard there is going to be a party this weekend. My brother is hosting it so I'm going to be there and so will other people. Because it's a party! And that's how… anyway are you going?” Wanda asks nervously as she fiddles with the notebook in her hands. Natasha tries her best to not be repulsed by Wanda’s bad attempt at asking you out. She had no idea that her friend was crushing so hard on someone, let alone you. 

“Nah, I have a lot of studying to do,” you reply without giving the invitation much thought. “Maybe another time? This semester has been kicking my ass and I might lose my scholarship if I don't get my grades up.” You admit as you shift on your feet awkwardly. 

Wanda frowns and looks hopeless. Natasha rolls her eyes and then cuts in. “Wanda is a fantastic tutor,” she says. “Maybe you should ask her to tutor you,” she spells it out for you when all you said was cool. 

“I mean. Um. Would you have time to? I would really appreciate it,” you say as you gesture at Wanda. 

“Uh,” she looks at her friend.

“She is available tonight,” Natasha offers up. “I have plans so she’ll be alone in the dorm.” Natasha scribbles down information on a piece of paper and hands it off to you. “Let’s go,” she grabs Wanda and pulls her away. 

“See you later!” You shout at them as they leave. 

Natasha shakes her head as they continue to walk away. “That was pathetic,” she says to her friend. “I know you’re new to flirting but,” she starts as she opens the door for their dorm building. “That was not flirting. That was just… sad.” 

Wanda shakes her head, “I know. I know. I’ve never liked anyone the way I like Y/n before. I want them in ways that I’ve never wanted anyone before.” She presses her palm to her forehead as she blushes.  

“Like, losinging your v-card type of want?” Natasha’s eyes widen as her voice lowers while they walk to the elevators. “You hardly wanted to lose it to your Vision! And you were with him for three years!” 

“I know!” Wanda says as they enter the elevator. “But gosh, there is something about Y/n that has me,” she stops as someone enters the elevator. She puts her hand on Natasha’s shoulder and sends her a mind message to continue the conversation privately. “I’ve had several wet dreams about Y/n since I saw them running around the track field shirtless.” 

Natasha looks at Wanda with wide eyes and thinks, “They had their titties out on the field?” 

Wanda shakes her head. “No, they have a shapshifting ability. It’s why they prefer they/them pronouns because they can shift their physical appearance to how they feel they that day. And that day it was a male chest and it was strong and sweaty and-”

“Ok! I don’t need to know anymore. But that is quite an ability, I’m sure a lot of gender nonconforming people would love to have an ability like that.” She said out loud as they stepped out of the elevator. Wanda agreed. 

“I think they can do more but I could hardly focus. I started to imagine the possibilities and I was just happy mind reading isn’t one of their abilities.” Wanda says as they enter the dorm. 

“I’m glad it’s not an ability of mine either,” Natasha says as she opens the mini fridge. She flips through the different types of chocolate bars that she owns and smiles when she finds the one she it looking for. “I’ve been saving this for a rainy day and honey, it’s getting pretty cloudy.” She hands the chocolate bar over to Wanda. 

“Oh, I’ve been craving chocolate all day!” Natasha stops her roommate from eating the candy.

“Woah, not so fast. Wait for your date tonight. Share it with Y/n,” she suggests. 

“Why?” Wanda makes a weird face as she tries to figure out what is special about the unlabeled candy. 

“Just trust me,” Natasha quickly puts on a special bracelet that prevents anyone with telepathic or empathic abilities from entering her mind and she smiles as she flashes it at Wanda. “The less you know, the better.” She starts to gather her belongings. “I will be out all night. I gave Y/n your phone number so you should be receiving a text or something soon.” She looks around the room to assure herself that she has everything she needs. “Good luck, Wanda. I hope it all goes well. Just please don’t use my bed.” 

Wanda rolled her eyes at the bracelet and smiled at her friends departing words. The hug each other, “Thank you.” Natasha leaves the room. Wanda flops onto her bed as she waits for you to text her. She thinks about the times she’s seen you half-naked and sweating. How she’s wished to have your body on top of hers. Wanda bites her bottom lip as she fights the urge to slip her fingers between her legs and imagine that they are yours. 

Her phone pings with a notification and she springs up to look at it. It’s you asking what time you should arrive. She licks her lips she tries to make a flirty response but she ends up cringing at everything she types. She settles on just telling you to meet her an hour from now and flops back onto her bed with a sigh. She needed to get it together because in anhour you would be in her room and you needed tutoring. And some how she needed to work in sharing the mysterious chocolate bar with you. 

Wanda changed into something a little more suggestive and flashed on a set of lingerie underneath, just in case she became brave enough to try something with you. She cleaned up the room a bit and lit a candle that was enchanted to keep sound in any room that it was lit in. She doesn’t know why but she has a feeling she’s going to get her way and she won’t be quiet about it when she does. 

“Smells nice in here,” You say as you enter Wanda’s room. She shuts the door behind you. 

“Thank you, it’s a new candle I made. I kind of got into the trend,” she says sheepishly as she stands behind you. There wasn’t room for a sofa in the dorm room so there isn’t one. There was only beds and desk chairs as seating options. “You can sit at my desk,” she points to the desk that is between the beds. 

“Thanks,” you say with a blush, “Um, if you’re selling your candles, I would love to buy some from you.” Wanda’s cheeks flush bright pink as well as she sits on her bed. 

“I think I have a couple that I can gift you,” she smiles as she gets comfortable. “Alright, so what subject are we starting with?” She asks as you are pulling assignments out of your bookbag and setting them on her desk. She looks at the chocolate bar that was left on her bed and tries to think of how she can offer it to you without it seeming weird. 

“Um chemistry has been brutal,” you say as you organize yourself. You try to keep your eyes on the work in front of you because her shirt was tighter than the one you saw her in a couple of hours ago. It was hard enough to be around her when she had loose fitting clothing on. Now that it was accentuating her chest, you thought you might pass out. 

“Chemistry happens to be my strongest subject!” Wanda says as she leans over to look at your papers. She quickly gets into helping learn the formulas that you struggled with as well as a lot of the vocabulary that you had mixed up. Deep into the study session, Wanda starts to mindlessly break off pieces of the chocolate bar and eat it. 

You accept the pieces that she offers and by the time you've moved onto math, the chocolate bar is gone. You start to feel even hornier than when first walked in but you try to focus on the subject.

“It's kind of hot in here,” Wanda says as she fans herself with her hand. She doesn't know why but her body is on fire. Her clothes feel horrible on her skin but she can't take it off. Not with you here. Oh but she wishes she could convince you to take your clothes off. 

“Yeah, it um it is,” you shift uncomfortably as your eyes land on her glistening chest. Wanda’s eyes are glued to your chest as well. The sweat on your body was causing the white fabric of your shirt to become see through. The shirt was clinging to your abs, exposing your six-pack. “Maybe I should um-” 

“Fuck me,” Wanda gasps out as she bites her lips. “I'm sorry, I don't know where that came from I-” You cut her off with your lips. Finally kissing her after spending the past few years pining for her. Wanda responds to the kiss just as eagerly. She pulls on your shirt to pull you closer to her until you land on top of her. Your body against hers on her bed. She couldn't think of anything but your lips and your body. She needs you. She needs you now. 

“Are you sure,” you try to slow down your kisses. “We can stop at any moment,” you say as you try to catch your breath. Her lips start sucking on your neck and you let out a soft loud groan. 

“Why would I want to do that?” She says as she rips your shirt in the middle. You are surprised by her urgency. You didn't know that Wanda even liked you. “Wow,” Wanda gasps as she admires your naked chest. She unhooks your bra and her eyes grow hungrier at the sight. You get rid of the rest of the fabric of your shirt and toss it to the floor. You roll off of Wanda and lay next to her to start to get rid of your pants. You had most of your abilities down but when it came to sexual urges, there was one thing you couldn't control completely. That was the cock that is currently growing and will soon be straining against your jeans. 

But before you can unbuckle your belt, Wanda climbs onto your chest and kisses you on the mouth again. “I have an idea,” she says against your lips as she holds your face in her delicate hands. 

“Mmm, please share,” you say as you kiss along her jaw. She maneuvers you so that you are laying properly on the bed. Then with magic, she chains you to the bed. Wanda removes her tight shirt and short shorts to reveal the red lace bra and the black thong. Your eyes widen at her lingerie. You never thought in your wildest dreams that you would be here. 

Wanda straddles your hips and you groan at the contact of her skin against yours. Her thighs rest against your sides. Her pussy juices drip through her thong and land on your stomach as she starts to gyrate her hips on your abs. You watch her breasts bounce as she moves on your abdomen and you lick your lips as you think about touching her. About sucking on her breasts. Licking her smooth stomach. Wanda puts her hand on your breasts as she continues to use your abs to create friction. You moan as she plays with your nipples. She makes eye contact with you as she leans in close to you. She makes you think she's good to kiss you but then her hips slide down and her pussy starts to ride your bulge as her lips kiss your neck. 

“Fuck” you his as her lips move to your collarbone. She sucks on your skin lightly as she makes shapes with her tongue. You imagine her sucking your cock and it causes you to thrust your hips into her middle. She yelps and looks at you. Her pupils have taken over her emerald eyes as she takes your breast into her mouth. “Wanda,” you beg as you thrust your hips up again. She takes her mouth off of your chest as she sits up again. Teasing you by slowly removing her bra. You groan again as you fight against your magical restraints. When her breasts are exposed, Wanda drops her hands to your belt. She unbuckles the accessory and unbuttons your jeans. She pulls your zipper down and stops there. 

Wanda drags her fingers at the top of the waistband of your boxers. She is driving you crazy. When she slips her fingers into your boxers you can't take it anymore. With your super strength, you break the magic handcuffs off and grab Wanda and flip the two of you so that you're on top. “That was hot,” Wanda says as she kisses you again. 

You get lost in her lips as your hands touch her everywhere. You have them on her hips then on her breasts then on her ass. Her skin is so soft and you want to touch every inch of her. You begin to suck on her neck as you move to explore her body with your lips. She sighs and moans when you reach especially sensitive spots on her body. Her hands continue to trace the ridges of your chest. You drop her breast from your mouth and grin. “You like what you feel?” 

Wanda blushes as she grows a bit shy. “I’ve been dreaming about them,” she says with pink cheeks. “I’m sorry, I just want to appreciate them while I have them.” She reaches up and kisses your neck. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as she starts to suck on your neck again. Her hands start to trail further down your body. She starts to push your pants and underwear further down until your cock bounces out. You moan from the relief. Her eyes widen at the sight. Her ex-boyfriend was a super computer that looked like a Ken-doll in the private area. She’s only seen dicks online and none of them come close to what is laying against her stomach. She couldn’t imagine how it was supposed to fit inside her virgin hole. She is surprised that fear isn’t controlling her nearly as much as it has in the past. But she can’t keep the thought as you roll your hips and the base of your cock grazes her clitoris just right. Her lips latch to yours again. You are typically someone that likes to take it slow but something has your body buzzing with energy and taking over your actions. 

Wanda’s hand wraps around your cock and you roll your hips into her soft hand. You have imagined her jerking you off before. It was in a car or in a closet or at a movie and it was always after or during a date. It wasn’t this fast, or this amazing. Your hand doesn’t compare to hers. You have to pull away as you feel yourself near your edge. 

“I’ve dreamt about you too,” you whisper against her lips. You fall lower on her body until your head is between her thighs. You kiss her left thigh first then her right. Wanda wimpers each time your lips press against her thighs. With your tongue you trace letters along her thighs claiming her as yours. “I’ve wanted to be in this position since I saw you at the freshman mixer,” you admit as you drag your tongue along the crevice between her thigh and vulva on her right side. “But you were taken for two  more years after that.”  You lick the left side and Wanda licks her lips as she watches you tease her. 

“Now I’m yours,” she says desperatley, “I’m all yours.” Her fingers lock into your short hair as she pulls you closer to her pussy. “Show me your deepest desires, Y/n.” You nod as you put your mouth on her entrance. You slip your tongue inside of her and use your abilities to have a deeper reach. Wanda’s eyes widen at the sensations as she feels your tongue wiggling inside of her. You feel a wall as you extend your tongue further and your eyes widen as you shrink your tongue to it’s normal size. 

You pull away and ask, “Are you a virgin?” Wanda grows shy again and tries to hide her face in her pillows. “It’s okay to be it’s just, are you sure you want to… with me… like this?” You say as you crawl up her body and remove the pillow from her face. “I just don’t want you to regret your decision later if there are reasons you waited this long,” you tell her softly. 

Wanda gazes into your eyes and takes your hand and brings it close to her. She kisses the palm of your hand as she holds eye contact and then places your hand over her heart. “I'm sure,” she answers softly. Then she pushes you back so that you lay on the bed. She pulls your pants and boxers all the way off and tosses them behind her. “I want you so bad right now, Y/n. I've wanted you for a long time.” She says as she moves her hands up your thighs until they meet in the middle to give attention to your cock again. She kisses the tip of your penis. Her soft plush lips send shivers down your spine just before she wraps them around the bulbous head. Your head falls back as she deep throats your cock. Taking as much as shee can down her throat without gagging. You’ve never seen that before. You can’t believe it. Wanda removes her mouth and you lift your head back up to watch her. “I don’t have a gag reflex,” Wanda smirks. You make a confused expression and Wanda giggles. She taps her temple, “Mind reader.” 

You sit up on your elbows, “Hold on,” you stop her from sucking your cock again. “You’re telling me that you’re more than a witch?” You shake your head. “Oh gosh, I’m sorry for what you saw today. I promise, I like you for more than-”

“No, I don’t… I didn’t read your mind earlier. I,” she crawls up your body and sits on your chest again. She holds your face as she tries to explain her abilities. “I don’t like to know what other people are thinking so I take something that decreases my ability to read peoples minds. I can only read your mind when I’m touching you. I wasn’t doing that earlier,” she explains. 

A slow smile graces your lips. You move your fingers a long the length of her arms. “Does that mean you’re seeing what I’m thinking about now.” You take the palm of her hand and press your lips against her soft skin. The hitch in her breath is enough to let you know that she can see exactly what you intend to do with her tonight. “And what do you think?” 

Wanda leans in close to your lips and whispers, “I already told you to show me your deepest desires. So stop stalling.” She meets your lips in a slow, deep, kiss. Every time she kissed you she felt the effects of something grow stronger. She couldn’t place where it was coming from but she has a sneaking suspicion it has something to do with that chocolate that Nathasha was being so weird about. It didn’t matter anymore. She was so close to having exactly what she wants. 

“Yes, ma’am,” you say with a raspy voice as you kiss her back. You move your hands down her body and rip her thong off of her. You aim the tip of your penis at her entrance and slip just the tip in to tease her as the two of you continue to kiss. You pump in her softly, slowly stretching her out with your girthy cock. Wanda’s mouth falls open as you slip inside her previously untouched walls further. You move your kisses from her lips to her cheeks then to her neck. Her hands move from your face to your shoulders as she helps you lower her further onto your throbbing rod. Her nails start to dig into your skin and it causes you to lose control of your thrust as you break her hymn in one strong thrust. 

“Holy shit,” she gasps. “I can feel you,” she says as you lick the sweat off from her collarbone. “You’re stretching me,” she moans as you thrust further into her. “I’m so full with your cock,” she continues and you groan as you bring her breast into your mouth. You get the full length of your dick inside of Wanda’s tight walls and you nearly bust a nut from how amazing she feels around you. “It feels so good,” she says while she moves her hips. You smile with your mouth full of her boobs. Then you drop it with a plop as you grab her hips.

You begin to pump inside of Wanda and fuck her as hard as you can. She is shocked by the pleasure she is feeling from such force but she is far from complaining about it. “Yes!” She screeches out as you pound her pussy with your thick meat. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” She pulls you closer to her by wrapping her both arms around you. “Fuck you’re in so deep! Oh fuck! It’s so good! Fuck me Y/n! Fuck me!” She shouts as she continues to ride your cock while your hips slam into her. 

Your thrusts get so erratic that your cock slips out of her hole and you have to stop your hips from moving. You flip the two of you so that you are laying on top of her before you enter her again. “Ah fuck your pussy is so good, Wanda,” you moan as you enter her tight wet walls that is gripping your dick and pulling you further inside of her. “I’ve never done it raw before. Oh my gosh this feels amazing!” You say as rock your hips into Wanda. The sensitive skin on your penis is feeling every inch of her and you can’t believe any of this is real. 

“I’m so close,” Wanda gasps as her nails start to dig into your back. You didn’t know that you’d enjoy that feeling as much as you do. It drives you to speed up your thrusts again as you rub her clitoris with your thumb. 

“Cum for me,” you tell her and watch as her eyes roll back and her chest arches up into yours and feel as her walls squeeze the life out of your cock as if her body was trying to milk you. She screams out as she rides the waves of her orgasm. You don’t stop playing with her clitoris even after her body falls limp. 

“Don’t stop,” she says as she enjoys the over stimulation. You continue to rub her bundle of nerves while you pump your cock into her. 

“I’m, fuck, I’m close,” you warn her. “Don’t, mphm, worry. I’ll pull out,” you grunt out as you start to slow down your thrusts. That’s when Wanda’s legs wrap around your waist and lock you in. “Wanda what are you-” 

Wanda pulls you into a deep kiss. She dances her fingers along your jaw as you try to pull away. “Cum inside me,” she whispers. You head starts to shake but the request is too delicious that your eyes roll back as your cum starts to flow out of you and flood her pussy. “Mmm I can feel you pulsing inside of me,” she says as your cock empties inside of her. When you stop erupting, you try to pull out but Wanda shakes her head. “Not yet,” she says, “I don’t want to feel empty just yet.” You nod as you keep the two of you connected and sigh as you lay your head on her naked chest. Your limp body laying on top of hers. She is combing her fingers through your sweaty hair. “That was amazing,” she kisses your forehead. 

You give her a lazy smile with your eyes still closed, “It was. I wish we could live in this moment forever.” 

“I’ll allow it,” she responds softley. “But you’ll have to promise that you won’t want to be with anyone else.”

You make a face, “That’s an easy promise.” You lean up and kiss her cheek. “There is no one I’d rather be with.” You grab her hand and lay it on your chest over your heart. “You can even scan my mind. Sure, I’ve slept with people in the past. But I’ve always wanted to be with you. No one has ever invaded my mind the way you have.” 

Wanda bites her lip and sighs. “I don’t have to search your mind. I trust you.” She kisses your lips. 

After an hour of laying in her bed, connected to each other, you eventually pull out of her. Some of your cum flows out when you do and Wanda catches some on her fingers. She sucks them clean and you almost get hard again. But you manage to control yourself since you’re no longer under the influence of whatever you were under. You grab her polaroid camera from the top of her dresser and you point it at her. She gets shy and pulls some of her sheets over her body. She covers her face with her long light brown hair and you snap a picture. You wave it to help develop the image even though you know it doesn’t really do much. 

You smile as you look down at the image a year later when you’re getting ready for your wedding. You put the image in your wallet again and it’s still there when you’re racing Wanda to the hospital to deliever the babies. You glance at it when you’re sitting with her in the nursery as you remember the first time you got to have the most wild sex with Wanda and think about how the chocolate her best friend gave her led to all of this. Natasha confessed to what she did in her maid of honor toast. You have it with you on your tenth wedding anniversary and show it to Wanda during the special dinner. She blushes as she remembers how things used to be before the two of you became parents. Although she still made enchanted candles, the Tommy and Billy were quite disruptive with nightmares and bedwetting. It made moments that the two of you wer alone long enough to have sex that much more special. 

“You still have this?” Wanda asks as she was looking for cash to pay the pizza guy for the twins fifteenth birthday party. 

“Babe, I will carry this in my wallet until the day I die,” you tell her and give her a sweet kiss before running the pizza boxes over to the insatiable teenagers. Wanda paid the man and smiled to herself as she admired her younger form. She kept herself quite fit and so did you, but she couldn’t help but think that some areas were tighter in the picture than they’ll ever be again. She puts it back into your wallet so that you can keep your promise and you do. 

The End.

[wandasslut3000]

Who’s in charge?

Pairing: G!pNatasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, alcohol consumption, powerbottom!reader, dom/sub dymnamics, unprotected sex, creampie, oral (n receiving), handjob, teasing, missionary, mommy!kink, dirty talk, fingering, edging, begging, praise and degradation.

WC: 1.5k

       ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────

You and Natasha are sitting with the rest of the avengers in the common area, it's nearly the end of another one of Stark's parties.

And that also means good drinks and silly party games.

"So Romanoff, what's it gonna be?" Tony asks her, "Truth or dare".

"Truth"

"Who's the top in your relationship?" A crooked smile creeps onto your face as you watch your girlfriend look back towards you.

You quirk an eyebrow, "Go on Nat, tell 'em"

Her expression changes slightly before she turns back over to face the multimillionaire. "Me, duh."  The attitude in her voice making your jaw tighten.

"Is that so?"

"No ma'am." her eyes widen at the realization of the words that slipped past her lips. "I- I mean yes-". The other avengers were watching with great interest, the infamous Black Widow become a flustered and stammering mess.

"Uh huh", you pause, clicking your tongue as your eyes turn into slits. Then miraculously, your mood suddenly changes, acting cheery and innocent for the moment, startling her.

"Well you guys, I think Natasha here's a little tired, so we're gonna go to bed" She looks at you confused as she shakes her head.

"But I'm not-" You send her a look and she shrinks in her seat, a small tent forming in her sweatpants, the rest of the group still observing the scene in amusement.

"Fine, yes I'm tried, let's go". She huffs, Tony snickers at how quickly she was proven wrong, however this also earned him a hard glare from you.

Turning and walking away, a turned on Nat behind you, she got a perfect view of your ass, your sleeping shorts tight and not leaving much to the imagination.

She watched your hips sway in a seductive movement on your way back to your shared bedroom, you lure the widow into your trap, the moment she enters the room, you slam her against the nearest wall, your hand wrapped harshly around her neck.

"What was all this about you being the top, darling?" She whimpers at your tone, a slight twitch peeking through from the fabric of her pants.

"I don't- I don't know."

"You know damn well it's me who makes you cum every night, fucking slut. I just don't know where you get this big mouth from." You tilt your head to the side, your grip on her neck tightening.

"Say you’re sorry" you look up at her, sinking your teeth into your lip for a brief moment. "Don't you want me to make you feel good baby?" You sigh out against her.

"Hmm?"

"I'm sorry"

"See Natty, it wasn't so hard to was it?" You move your free hand to palm her hard-on.

"Ohh, seems like it was hard for you. You need me?" She nods, pressing her forehead against yours. "Please mommy."

You pull her into a kiss, moving both of her arms to grip onto you, pressing your crotch against hers, a groan from Natasha vibrating into the kiss.

Wrapping your arms around her neck, you jump into her hold and let her take you both to the bed. You move your legs to grip at her waist before flipping her over. Natasha's red curls pressing against the pillows.

Trailing your kisses down her jaw and onto her neckline, your hands slip under her shirt as you start to toy with her breasts through her bra. Grinding yourself against her covered member.

You go to take off Nat's tank top as well as her sweatpants, leaving her in her tented boxers, a deep flush on her face. Lightly, you move your hands up and down her thighs, her breath hitching as you got close and closer to where she needed you most.

You play with the hem of her boxers, dragging out the moment, wanting to tease her as much as possible.

Slowly, you slide them down her legs, throwing away the unnecessary garment and eyeing her hard cock hungrily. "Look how much my dirty little slut's leaking, all for me?" You smile down at her, a whine prying itself from the back of her throat at your actions.

"Do you want me to touch you?"

She nods, but you don't make any movements, "I need you to tell me what you want." Nat shivers and your hands move closer to her dick but make no action in touching her.

"Want your mouth" she whispers. "Want your hands and mouth on me please." You smirk.

"There's my good girl", you move to grab at her veiny cock, taking it into your mouth and swirling your tongue around the tip. "F-Fuck" she breaths out as you hold eye contact, your eyes clouding with tears as you take the cock deeper into your throat.

Your hands move to her balls, taking them into your palms and massaging them, pulling more moans from the redhead. "Mommy, that- that feels so good." She whimpers, her hands moving to grip into your hair.

"Ohh fuck yes! God-" taking your mouth off, you replace it with your fist, pumping it with your hands

Natasha groans, her cock twitching in your fingers as she got closer and closer to her release

"I'm gonna cum" she throws her head back moans and that's when you stop, bringing your movements to a halt and watching as she goes to look back at you with wide eyes.

"No! Please- please make me cum!" She babbles, tears welling up in her eyes at the loss of her upcoming orgasm.

"You're the top aren't you? Aren't you supposed to be the one fucking me?"

"I-" You cut her off, pulling her up and laying down on the bed, switching your positions, slipping off your shirt and bra before taking her spot as she leans unsurely over you. "Go on, you were so confident before."

Nat moves to slip off your shorts only to discover you weren't wearing panties. Her lip between her teeth.

"Make me cum Natty, you do that, and I'll give you the biggest reward" you wink at her and she nods, a furrow in her brows as she slides her dick into your entrance.

Pulling out for a moment before going back in, she repeats the actions, her thrusts gaining more speed as she helps you chase your high.

"Baby give me your hand" you moan and she doesn't hesitate to give into your request. Quickly you bring her hand over to your clit.

"Don't be shy, play with me."

She groans, thrusting harder into you as her fingers play with her your clit. The knot in your stomach tightening, "S'close- You're gonna make me cum, Natty, keep going, just like that." You blabber mindlessly, words and moans spilling out of your mouth without your control.

"You feel so good around me mommy" Natasha grunts against you and you whimper, your lips trembling as your brows furrow in pleasure.

"Yes fuck- almost there.. a little bit more."

She'd just hit your spot, that perfect spot that had your legs trembling as you clenched around her, cum dripping down your thighs and down Nat's dick.

Your chest heaving as you try to come back down to earth, your legs trapped around her and keeping her still, the frustrated tears refilling her eyes at the feeling of being edged once again.

"You did so good for me Natty, you’re definitely getting your reward" you smile, having Nat pull out and flipping her over once more, straddling her.

Grabbing her cock, you spit down onto it, coating it in your saliva, you grab her shoulders moving to line it up with your hole, using your wetnesses as a lubricant. She slides into you, your pussy sucking her in easily.

Her hands move to your hips as she pulls you down onto her, hitting your g-spot repeatedly, making you see stars. You grind down on her, your bundle of nerves bumping into the apex of her thighs, earning a high pitched moan out of you.

"This fucking cock was made for me I swear." You moan out as you bounce on top of her, the sound of your skin slapping echoing the room.

"There you go hun, let go, cum inside me" She nods as she thrusts herself harder inside you. "Fill me up so good- uh!" You squeal as you reach your peak once more, Natasha's load painting your walls. Your legs trembling as you both gasp into each others mouths.

Hopping off of her, you return your mouth back to the head of her cock, sucking diligently and having the last bits of her seed slide down the back of your throat. Giving the tip a quick lick before kissing up her body.

Removing her bra and taking each of her breasts into my hands, pinching and pulling at them. "You like that?" You whisper against her only for hum in response.

You latch your mouth onto her nipple, biting and sucking diligently on the bud. 

Pulling away from her chest you kiss her passionately. "Who's in charge?" You mumble against her lips.

"Mommy."

[sytoran]

𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓.

professor maximoff promises you extra credit on the condition that you make her squirt - let's just say you're a fast learner.

──── 📓 pairing. professor!wanda x cockystudent!reader

──── 📓 cont. smut (18+), college!au, powerbottom!wanda, top!reader, milf wanda cause why not, cunnilingus, who wouldn't want to bury their head between wanda maximoff's thighs, mild jealousy at the start

──── 📓 note. i wrote this is 45 minutes at 12am, (which is a record so far i think) so it's not proof-read or anything just a warning

masterlist / AO3 / taglist

“stay behind after class,” professor maximoff voices. it pulls you out of a trance - taking your attention away from absent-mindedly playing with natasha romanoff’s hair. 

“since you clearly have so much time on your hands,” the sarcasm rolls off your professor’s tongue like dripping honey. you bite back a contented smirk. was she jealous?

you nod offhandedly, not bothering to meet her eye. instead, you turn back to natasha, opening your mouth to let her feed you some candy.

oh, the blazing fire of rage that is wanda maximoff is palpable to touch now. you love it. 

she’s absolutely stunning too - with the messy bun and thin-rimmed glasses resting on the tip of her nose. a cashmere-coloured blouse, alongside that classic head tilt, was more than enough to make anyone swoon.

throughout the course of the lesson, you’re relentless in your teasing - resting your head on natasha’s shoulder, letting natasha draw on your arm. wanda gets more and more agitated by the second.

the resounding bell is sweet relief, as a pit of excited desire builds within you. as the students file out, the burning gaze of your professor gouges holes into your back.

it’s not long before you’re in her arms again, behind shut doors and chaste kisses. wanda maximoff is your forbidden fruit.

“oh, i missed you,” you growl into flushed skin, hands going to the front of her shirt, skillfully unclasping buttons between heated kisses.

wanda only pulls you closer through your belt loops, an annoyed grunt sounding in the back of her throat. “you sure weren’t acting like it. you’re such an annoying brat, y’know?”

gripping the back of her thighs in response, you easily lift her up, smirking at her surprised gasp. her hands go to your shoulders for support. 

“stop acting like the daddy dom,” you whisper easily, pressing a fluttering kiss onto her neck. you set wanda down onto her desk. “we both know who’s the one who screams.”

you relish in the way wanda’s impatiently pulling down your pants now, cheeks blazing. she then spreads her legs, putting each of them over your shoulders, giving you easy access.

at the sight of the damp spot on her racy undergarment, you feel yourself salivate.

“look at that,” you whisper, in awe. “so soaked for me, mhm?” 

you can’t help but pin wanda’s pretty hips down, moving to flatten your tongue and dragging it across the fabric of her panties, over her entire cunt.

the moan wanda lets out in downright sinful. you sigh in content, going to suck the juices off her inner thighs.

you can smell her arousal in the air, and your brain goes fuzzy for a moment.

“extra credit,” she gasps through a shaky jerk, clutching onto your shoulders tighter. 

“what?” you ask, with a tinge of confusion, voice still muffled from being buried between your professor’s thighs. you slowly look up with disheveled hair, jawline damp with her juices. wanda nearly loses it.

“extra credit if you make me squirt.”

your jaw quite literally drops, and you struggle to compose yourself. an amused grin slowly takes over your features, and you smile devilishly at the embarrassed flush on wanda’s face.

“fuck, professor, quite needy, aren’t we?” you drawl, tracing a feather-light finger over her dampened panties. you tug it off in a painfully slow fashion, showing her the string of juices clinging onto the fabric. 

she whines, hips jerking. your pupils dilate.

“just- shut up and get to work.” wanda gasps. “i’m not letting you leave until i’m satisfied.”

“oh, don’t tempt me with a good time, professor.”

less talk happens when you dive back in. fueled by the idea of a challenge - ever the competitive spirit you are.

steadily holding your professor’s legs spread, your tongue laps at her pussy like it would be your last meal on earth. ravenously devouring, through the moans and the uttered curses. there was only one thing on your mind.

wanda’s not quite aware of what you’re doing anymore, mind only registering the hazy acknowledgements of a wave of pleasure after another.

you’re doing something with that goddamned sinful tongue - flattening out and thrusting in and out, then in a rocking undulation, against all the spots that make her go weak in the knees.

fuck, it’s so hot, and wanda’s getting so unbelievably drenched - yet you don’t slow down, not for a moment, and soon enough the coil building in wanda’s stomach is all too much to handle.

the stretch feels fantastic, when you shove your head a little closer, nose bumping against her stiff clit. wanda jerks in your arms, purple imprints marking themselves into her thighs with your rough hands.

wanda can’t even formulate words when your other hand goes to cup her breast, massaging and kneading.

she falls apart, faster than with any ‘experienced’ man she’d ever been with. 

wanda’s orgasm comes in streams, squirting all over your mouth, of which you lap up eagerly. 

your professor lets out a silent scream in doing so, and you let her clutch the back of your head, slowly rocking out the waves of the aftershocks.

god, it’s almost embarrassing, being brought over the edge so easily by her own college student, with the cocky smirk and ridiculously talented tongue. 

those doubts fade away when you gently soothe over wanda’s simulated cunt with ginger strokes, cupping her body delicately. the professor isn’t aware of how long you stay with her.

you get her dressed again, then soon you’re getting up to leave

“see you soon, professor?” you ask, hopefully, managing to bring in a cheeky wink at the last second. 

“it’s not the best grade yet,” wanda says, with as much steadiness as she can. she’s that image of composed professor again, and you couldn’t be more turned on. “could be improved. i don't know, more extra credit would be helpful.”

you only huff in amusement, smirking in victory. just as you open the door, with the knowledge that wanda's eyes are on you, you lick your fingers clean, being purposeful in trailing your tongue languidly.

you barely see wanda's jaw drop before you shut the door with a satisfying 'thud'.

on the other side of the door, wanda's cunt throbs.

today feels like a day to be sad and gay

the headers are from pinterest and @u-uwin

masterlist / AO3 / join the taglist

[dirtyvulture]

Natasha Romanoff x GP!Virgin!Reader

18+ only, read at your own risk

Requested by anon: PowerBottom!Natasha x Shy!GP!Reader where they’ve been mutual pining for each other but one night Natasha gets a little possessive and takes reader’s virginity at a party 

I am over the age of 18

Word count: 1048

AN: No pronouns used.

Parties were never really your scene, but you tag along with your friends anyway because you know your crush, Natasha Romanoff, is going to be there. Although you can't quite explain your obsession with her, as she definitely seems like the kind of woman who wouldn't look twice at someone like yourself, being in her presence makes you nervous (in a good way) and you don't mind fantasizing about something that you could have with her.

By the time you and your friends arrive--fashionably late, of course--people are already passed out on the couch, the floor sticky with spilled beer and punch, and the bass of the music is heavy enough to make your whole body vibrate.

You accept a red solo cup of jungle juice, taking a cautious swig and your gag reflex activates at the mix of random fruit flavors and alcohol. You abandon your cup on the first table you find, looking around anxiously for your friends who already have seemed to ditch you.

"Lost, honey?"

"Hmm?" You can't believe another human at this party is even acknowledging your existence when you turn to see a black-haired girl waving at you.

"You look like you'd rather be anywhere else than here," she says, stalking up to you and coming so close that you take a step back to prevent her chest from touching you.

"Uh..." Part of you wants to be honest, and part of you wants to fit in.

"You want to go upstairs? It's a lot quieter," the girl says, brushing her hand up your arm.

"Oh, there you are, Y/N."

Relief fills you when you hear someone call your name, but then you register that it's not the voice of one of your friends. Natasha Romanoff is suddenly by your side, looping her arm in yours and tugging you towards her.

"Not interrupting anything, am I?" Natasha asks, as the black-haired girl gawks at the physical contact between you. You're so shocked that Natasha is actually touching you that you don't give her an immediate answer.

"No, not at all," the girl mumbles.

"Good. Come with me, Y/N."

You don't argue, obediently following Natasha up the stairs and into the first room you pass. Now that you think about it, you're not even sure who's house this is, or if you're even allowed up here. Before you can ask Natasha, she shoves you into a chair and locks the door behind her.

"Who was that?" Natasha asks.

"I don't know."

"She looked like she wanted to eat you," Natasha comments, coming back to you and putting her hands on the armrests and leaning forward until her cleavage is right in your face. You gulp and force your eyes up to meet hers. "But you don't want that, right?"

"No, no, I do enjoy being alive and in one piece," you answer nervously.

"Not like that." Natasha chuckles at your innocence.

"What do you mean?"

"She wanted to suck your dick." Hearing the filthy word come out of Natasha's mouth makes your stomach twist. "But I think I get the honors of being your first, right?"

"I...I'm not--"

"A virgin? You don't have to lie to me, it's nothing to be ashamed about." Natasha drops to her knees and your eyes widen as she reaches for your belt and undoes the buckle.

"Natasha..." You're practically squirming in the chair with her hands so close to your crotch. While she's right that you are a virgin and have never fucked anything other than your hand or the toy hiding in your bedroom nightstand, you're excited and terrified for her to be your first. What if you don't last as long as she wants, or make a big mess?

"Tell me to stop if you don't want me," she says, her fingers brushing over the bulge in your jeans.

"I--Yes, yes I want you," you admit pitifully.

"Good." You lift your butt up so she can pull your jeans down and you feel the heat bloom in your face when she lowers your boxers and exposes you to her. Both of you stare down at your cock that pulses against your thigh; it's not at its full hardness yet, but you have a feeling Natasha can help you with that very soon.

Natasha wraps her hand around your cock and starts to pump it. Your thighs tense at the pressure and the warmth of her skin. If this is what her hand feels like, you don't think you'll last long with any other body part. You feel yourself go light-headed as the blood rushes down to your cock and makes it grow.

"Do you want to cum on my face or in my mouth?" Natasha asks suddenly, her hand gliding faster up and down your cock as your pre-cum leaks out to lubricate it.

"What?" You're so overwhelmed by the choices and the current stimulation that you fear you'll release without giving her a proper answer.

Natasha shrugs, then leans forward and wraps her lips around the head of your cock. The heat of her mouth is so intense you feel yourself practically melt, your head tipping backward and painfully hitting the top of the chair.

"Oh, fuck. Oh my God," you pant, your hands shooting down into her red hair as you try and push her mouth further down your cock. Her tongue circles your head a few times to gather every taste of you she can get and your hips tremble uncontrollably. "Natasha, I--"

Her fingers dig into your thighs as she holds you down and slowly inches you into the silkiness of your throat and you lose all control without warning. You moan as spurts of cum burst from your cock, and Natasha breathes hard from her nose to swallow every last drop. She licks at your cock until the sensitivity is too much and you yank at her hair to pull her off.

She leans back and wipes her lips with a triumphant grin on her face, while you want to die from how quickly you came.

"Don't be so disappointed, baby. Practice makes perfect, right?"

And you gladly spend the rest of the party in that room with Natasha, learning how to make it up to her.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------

AN: Please like, reblog, and comment! Follow for more content. 🥰

[mostlymarvelsstuff]

gp beefy natasha fucking powerbottom reader in her suit (nat calls reader mommy)

Authors note: Hi anon! Sorry it took me so long to get to this! Hope you enjoy what I came up with! (Also I took it to mean you wanted Nat in her suit during this and not R in a mission suit. Hope that is indeed what you meant)

PS: I pictures Nat in her Endgame suit for this because there’s just something about how it looks that has me 😵‍💫

Word count: 1940 Nat Masterlist Marvel Masterlist

 Natasha groans as she closes her apartment door, exhaustion from the mission seeping into her bones and sore muscles. She takes a few steps further into the apartment, trying to be as quiet as possible until she can determine if you were asleep already or not. Once she sees the glow of the bedroom light flowing down the hallway from around the slightly ajar door she allows herself to come out of stealth mode.

   She smiles as she walks down the hallway, thinking about how she’ll probably find you curled up with a book. She can’t wait to greet you, get out of her gear and crawl into bed with you. She loves being able to cuddle up with you at night, especially after she returns from a mission. She eagerly pushes the door open, looking directly towards the bed but when she sees you she freezes in her tracks. 

   Her eyes widen as she takes in your naked form, splayed out on the bed for her to enjoy. Her eyes linger on your breasts before traveling down to your cunt and she can already feel the effect seeing you like this is having on her. Her suit is quickly becoming uncomfortably tight and she shifts on her feet to try to alleviate the discomfort.

   You let your eyes skim over her suit clad body, admiring the way the fabric wraps around her toned biceps and thighs. Her surprised expression amuses you and you smirk as you see the growing bulge between her legs. You love having such an effect on her.

   “Hi baby” 

   “H-hi” she stutters, her eyes tracking your tongue as it darts out to lick your lips 

   “Aren’t you gonna come here so I can give you a kiss?” you ask, faux pouting at her

   She dumbly nods and quickly makes her way over to the edge of the bed. You sit up to be more her level and gently loop your arms around her neck. Her knees press against the mattress as you pull her closer and she steadies herself by grabbing ahold of your waist. You allow her to press her lips against yours in a hungry kiss, but you quickly take control by pushing your tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss. She moans softly and easily melts into your embrace as you keep her close. 

   A few minutes into your heavy make out session you notice her eyes are squeezed shut as she thoughtlessly begins humping the air between the two of you, a clear sign she's beginning to become desperate for you. You let your hands trail across the abdomen of her suit before going even lower, making her whimper and buck into you.

   You pull away from her lips, chuckling as she pants lightly, “Did you like my surprise baby?”

   “Yes” she answers without thinking, causing you to tighten your hold on her large bulge, effectively making her squirm

   “Yes what?”

   She sucks in a strained breath, “Yes, Mommy”

   “Good girl” you praise, cupping her cheek with your free hand. You smile at the adorable way she leans into your touch, “Come here Natalia”

   She eagerly listens and crawls onto your lap, straddling you as your hands make their way to her collarbone to pull on her zipper. You slowly pull it down, teasing her further by letting your fingertips ghost across her taut abdomen. A shiver runs through her at the action and you glance up to find her bottom lip firmly in the grip of her teeth.

  Finally you reach her crotch, and as you pull the zipper past her bulge her boxers tent out of the now open suit. She lets out a breath of relief as she's now free from the pressure of her skintight suit and you shamelessly palm her still clothed cock, causing a low moan to leave her. She looks down and notices a small damp spot on the fabric, causing her cheeks to flush at the realization that she's already worked up enough to be leaking precum. Of course you notice this too.

  “Mmm, my baby really must've liked seeing me ready for her” you tease, gently brushing your one thumb over her sensitive tip as your other hand pulls her boxers down. She whimpers at the sensation and her cock throbs as you grip its base. You begin to stroke her length, causing yet another moan to leave her as she throws her head back in pleasure.

   “Mommy, please. I need….need more” she begs, rocking her hips in time with your hands movements. You don’t hesitate to lower your head, eagerly tracing along her prominent vein with your tongue before kissing her bright pink tip, successfully picking up her flavor

  “You taste so good baby” you admit, glancing up to lock eyes with her before finally taking her in your mouth and she gasps at the feeling

  You begin to bob your head up and down, making sure to take as much of her as possible despite her size and your hands hold her thighs firmly to keep her from thrusting up into you and she whines at not being able to chase her release. You quickly make up for this though, taking her until she's deep in your throat and your lips are against her pelvis

   “Oh fuck!” she exclaims, desperately clutching at the bedsheets beside her, “Feels so good…please don’t stop”

  The way you look with her in your mouth, throat bulging slightly as you take her large cock drives her crazy and the sounds you make have her nearly tearing the sheets in her grip. You can tell how close she is already by the way the muscles in her thighs and abs constrict, and you want nothing more than to swallow all she has to offer. You swirl your tongue around her, quickly bringing a hand to squeeze her balls and that's all it takes to have her completely at your mercy.

   “Ah! ‘M gonna cum! Please….please can I cum?” You do your best to nod and she thankfully gets the idea, letting herself explode in your mouth with a shout, “Mommy!”

   You moan as her cum fills your mouth and you greedily swallow all of it before letting her still hard cock go with a ‘pop’, “That's my good girl”

   Her eyes practically roll back at your praise, and she whimpers when she feels your hand caress her still full balls. She quickly grabs your wrists, looking at you with her big puppy dog eyes in an attempt to show you that she doesn’t want this to be about her anymore. She's desperate to make you feel as good as you just made her feel, and desperate to bury herself inside you.

   “Words Natalia” you command, “Use them”

   “Can I please fuck you Mommy?” she softly begs, “Please just let me be inside you”

   Her words cause her face to turn nearly as red as her hair and you can't help but chuckle at how her cock is already throbbing at only the mere mention of pleasuring you. You ignore her, continuing to fondle her balls as your other hand moves up to play with one of her breasts. She moans and leans into your touch, but she's still determined.

   “Please Mommy, let me fuck you please. I'll be such a good girl for you. Make you feel so good.” she whines, her eyes glued to your dripping pussy as she chews on her lower lip in hopeful anticipation

   “Yeah?” you teasingly ask still groping her, “You wanna feel my pussy clench around that big cock of yours while you fuck Mommy just like she taught you?”

   She eagerly nods, “Yes, please Mommy. I’ll fuck you so good, I promise”

   And at this point a few tears are building in her eyes at how incredibly hard she now is and you take pity on her, “Go ahead then baby, make Mommy feel good”

   She wastes no time, quickly moving to her bedside table to grab her bright red collar from the bottom drawer. She eagerly hands it to you and you smile as you put it on her. You then yank on the attached O ring to bring her into a heated kiss. She whimpers and her hands fumble to line herself up with your soaked cunt. 

   Despite her eagerness to bury herself inside you she eases her shaft to slide against your lips, lubing her up appropriately before pressing her tip against you. Her eyes meet yours as she lets out a shaky breath and you nod, letting her know you were ready for her and she gently pushes her hips forward until she bottoms out.

   “Ooh fuck” you breathe out, feeling the delicious way her cock stretches you open, “You fill me up so good Natalia”

   She whimpers at the praise and her hips stutter slightly, she desperately wants nothing more than to furiously pound into you, but she knows better than to do that without your permission, “Feels so good Mommy. So warm and wet around me, please can I move?”

   Her cock twitches inside you and you smirk, “Go ahead baby”

   She pulls her hips back before slamming them forward once more, the action pulls a moan from each of you and your nails dig into the fabric of her suit on her shoulders. She pounds into you relentlessly, moaning and whimpering as she's overcome with pleasure and her hands greedily grope your chest.

   “Fuck baby, just like that. Doing so good for me” You fingers wrap around her collar again to keep her close, and you connect your lips to hers again

   The kiss quickly becomes even more heated as her pace quickens. Your free hand moves up to her breast and you pinch one of her nipples between your fingers. The action sends a jolt of pleasure through her and she moans into your mouth. You take the opportunity to slip your tongue inside her mouth and she gently sucks on it, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as your walls tighten around her cock.

   She's so unbelievably close, but she can't cum without permission nor does she want to unless you're cumming too. She rests her forehead against yours as one of her hands moves to between your legs, and her slender fingers quickly circle your clit. Your hips buck, meeting each of her thrusts and you break the kiss with a moan that almost sends Nat over the edge then and there, which is something you can tell by the way all her muscles tighten. So you let go of her collar and tap her ass with your hand, an indication that you need her to pull out.

   She whines at the action, and the sound paired with her behavior of late has you changing your mind and you re-grab her collar, “You wanna fill me up Natalia?”

   She nods, “Yes, please let me cum inside you, please”

   “Go ahead then baby” you purr, your hand rubbing away the crease between her brows, “Breed me like I know you want to, fill Mommy to the brim”

   That’s all it takes for her and with one more powerful thrust she's spilling her seed inside you with a moan. She practically collapses on top of you, her chest heaving as her suit sticks to her sweat covered body and you lovingly run your fingers through her hair as she still slowly moves inside you

   “Such a good girl Natalia” you praise, kissing her forehead, “Now fill me up again to make sure you've gotten me pregnant.” 

Taglist:@wandaromamoff69moff69 @mmmmokdok @nataliasknife @natashasilverfoxrfox @when-wolves-howlen-wolves-howl @danverationveration @naomi-m3ndez @sheneonromanoffomanoff @sayah13 @likefirenrain @nighttime-dreaminghttime-dreaming @just-a-torn-up-masterpiece-a-torn-up-masterpiece @readings-stuff @chaoticevilbakugo @crystalstark02 @wackymcstupid @xchaiix @iaminluvwithnat @lovelyy-moonlight @blackwidow-3 @mistressofinsomnia @that-one-gay-mosquito @yomamagf @yourfavdummy @justarandomreaderxoxo @scoutlp23-blog @whoischanelle15 @lissaaaa145 @eline03 @wizardofstories @imthenatynat @marvelonmymind @fluffyblanketgecko @bitch-616 @dakotastormmmm  @zoomdeathknight @rayeofmoonlight

[sapphicforsarahh]

Kinktober 2024 Masterlist:

1 - first time

→ sub!natasha romanoff x dom!reader

2 - shower sex

→ dom!lou miller x sub!reader

3 - mirror sex

→ dom!natasha romanoff x sub!reader

4 - biting/ marks

→ sub!lou miller x dom!reader

5 - office sex

→ dom!lydia tár x sub!reader

6 - roleplay

→ dom!wanda maximoff x sub!reader

7 - corruption

→ emo!wanda x reader

8 - gunplay

→ natasha romanoff x fem!reader

9 - threesome

→ wandanat x fem!reader

10 - breeding kink

→ sub!natasha romanoff x dom!reader

11 - public sex

→ dom!loubbie x sub!reader

12 - humiliation

→ dom!hela x sub!reader

13 - daddy kink

→ dom!natasha romanoff x sub!reader

14 - face sitting

→ powerbottom!wanda maximoff x reader

15 - overstimulation

→ sub!natasha romanoff x dom!reader x dom! wanda maximoff

16 - double penetration

→ dom!wandanat x sub!reader

17 - knife-play

→ dom!natasha romanoff x sub!reader

18 - face-fucking

→ dom!natasha romanoff x sub!reader

19 - hate/angry sex

→ dom!wanda maximoff x sub!reader

20 - filming

→ dom!wandanat x sub!reader

21 - bondage

→ sub!wanda maximoff x dom!reader

22 - window/balcony sex

→ switch!natasha romanoff x switch!reader

23 - brat taming

→ dom!wandanat x sub!reader

24 - over the counter

→ housewife!wanda x dom!reader

25 - cream pie

→ sub!wanda x dom!reader

26 - masturbation

→ mommy!wanda maximoff x sub!reader

27 - praise kink

→ dom!carol aird x sub!reader

28 - spanking

→ dom!wandanat x sub!reader

29 - sex pollen

→ natasha romanoff x fem!reader

30 - age difference

→ carol aird x fem!reader

31 - mommy kink

→ 1950’s!mommy!wanda maximoff x sub!reader

[whoreforred]

Meetings

Summary: During a meeting your mission gets canceled. Your night is suddenly freed up and Natasha knows just how she wants to spend it.

Warnings: NFSW! powerbottom!natasha, top!reader, strap on, oral, porn without a plot

WC: 1.7K

AN: Need her. Need her bad. Hi! I need her.

Another boring meeting. It's almost like they were trying to make this one more monotonous than the last. Presentation after presentation. Updates on current missions as well as new intel accrued. 

You drilled your fingers on the edge of the large glass table and glanced over to Natasha. She had her arms crossed; eyebrows slightly furrowed as she zeroed in on what the agent at the front of the room was saying. You couldn't believe someone could look so effortlessly beautiful. That red hair did something to you...

Just then Natasha's focused look turned to one of disbelief, "what?" She said to the agent at the front of the room.

You remembered that you were in a meeting and turned your attention to the annoyed agent who repeated himself, "The director has postponed the mission to recon a potential hydra base. But we can still go over the- '' you stopped listening. That was supposed to be your mission that you were leaving for tomorrow. Natasha shot you a glance and winked before looking away again. It seemed you both knew what you wanted to do with this sudden change in schedule.

The meeting droned on for another hour. The second the projector flickered off and everyone was dismissed, Natasha walked over to you and whispered in your ear "I'll be in my room". At her raspy statement a shiver went down your spine. Thank god for a day off.

You lost Natasha in the hustle between agents going in and out of the room. Not that it mattered, you knew where she was going. You picked up your papers and notebook and went back to your room to grab some things. 

You made your way over to Natasha's room and lightly knocked to make your presence known. You opened the door before she could say anything. The second the door got more than a few inches open, a hand appeared in front of your face and viciously grabbed your shirt collar. Your body fell forward as the hand roped you into the room. The door slammed shut as your body fell back against it, now with a certain assassin pushing flush against you.

She moved her hand from your collar to your throat, where she used the pad of her thumb to pull your chin down to her. Her green eyes bore into yours and she inched forward until you could feel her breath hit your lips.

"It's been a while since we've had a whole night to ourselves" Natasha breathed out. Your hands came to meet her hips, one going rogue to squeeze her ass. She let out a small gasp at the feeling.

You lowered your head until you were right next to her ear. "Even more of a reason to fuck you senseless." You growled into her ear. At that comment Natasha eagerly slammed her lips against yours. You pulled one of her legs up so you could slide a leg between hers. Once her heat made contact with your thigh Natasha almost melted into the floor. You chased a swooning Natasha with your lips but quickly pulled her back up by her hips.

She continued grinding into you and sloppily moving her lips against yours. Having Natasha completely at your will made you feel lightheaded. You kept your lips attached to hers and moved your hands under her shirt. The feeling of your cold hands on her heated skin made Natasha moan into your mouth. You felt goosebumps begin to rise on the sides of her rib cage. You loved seeing her body react to you.

As you began to run your hands along every curve of her back she was practically clawing at your biceps, holding on for dear life.  She let her tongue find your lips, beckoning for entrance, which you happily obliged. The kisses continued to deepen until you thought the red head was on the verge of collapse. Just before that moment you scooped her up and carried her to her bed.

Natasha protested with whines because she was so close to reaching her high, but you knew this would be a long night. You set her down on the edge of the bed and lifted her shirt off haphazardly. Before you had a chance to reach around her, Natasha had already unclasped her bra and pulled you on top of her. You kissed down the sides of her neck, licking along the line of her jaw and ran your hands up and down her rib cage once more, just slow enough to drive her crazy. Her hips left the bed trying to find comfort in yours, desperate for you to touch her where she needed you. 

You finally let your hands drift to her breasts and place kisses along her collarbones. She pulled you into her as if you were going to float away at any second. She let out a small “please” that made you grin into her skin. You had never known a more patient person in your life, until she was under you that is.

You moved down her body while littering her belly in open mouthed kisses. You could feel her abs flexing under you in anticipation. Your fingers grabbed the hem of her pants and slid them down while your lips continued running across her hips, then her thighs. Natasha sat up on her elbow and ran one hand through your hair, effectively moving it out of your face so she could see you better. You locked eyes with her as you pulled her underwear down in a swift fashion. She whined as she watched your hand come up to meet her core. You ran your fingers through her folds, collecting her slick like it was pure gold. She moaned at the sensation and bucked her hips which made you grab onto her with one hand to keep her pinned down to the bed.

You lowered your head and let your tongue run one big swipe through her opening. At that she fell back down onto the bed with a grunt and attached both her hands to your head, pinning you to her. You began to lick at her nub and reached one hand up to hold her breast. Natasha moaned so loud you had to silently thank Tony for the soundproofing in her room. She grunted profanities as you continued eating her out like your life depended on it. She held onto one of your hands as she began to reach climax. Her grip tightened and her muscles contracted sporadically as her face screwed up into one you have seen many times before. You kept your tongue moving in the same pattern until she became completely undone and clasped her shaking thighs around your head like a vice.

You licked up her juices before crawling back up her body to meet her lips. She moaned into your mouth when she tasted herself on your tongue. When she had come down completely, she began undressing you. Your shirt flew off in record time and her hands expertly undid your belt. You got up off of her to rid yourself of the rest of your clothes while you looked for Natasha’s favorite strap. You found the harness and began putting it on, still trying to catch your breath from your efforts. 

Nat drank some of the water on her nightstand while she raked her eyes over your figure. She didn’t fail to notice the sweat glistening on your skin and the way your biceps flexed. She sat up and purred, “Come here”. You walked over to her while holding the harness that was only halfway put on, not knowing what she wanted. You watched as she grabbed it out of your hands and started tightening it to your hips. She moved to kiss your neck while she finished attaching the toy to you. Once she was done, she pulled you onto the bed and climbed on top of  you. You watched on with eager eyes as she moved with such grace. Her legs came to straddle both your hips while she stared with hooded eyes.

She took both your hands and placed them on her hips gently. The sight before you had you completely entranced. While you were in your own little world you failed to notice that she was sinking down on your length in the most sensual way possible. Once she met the base with her core, she leaned down to kiss you much more passionately than earlier. The deep kisses had your head spinning, then she began to slowly grind and you swore your head was going to burst into flames.

She continued picking up the pace, albeit slowly, and you let your nails scrape light marks into her back. Her grunts and low moans disappeared in your mouth as the cock slid in and out of her. Her movements quickened and her hips lost a little bit of their rhythm, so you moved to grab her ass and help her move with the fervor she was craving. Your hips began to buck up to meet her in perfect sync. The rough pace made her stop kissing you to lay her head on the crest of your neck; her entire body reaching a high that kept her from being able to do much else than let you take her.

Her moans and hot breath met your ear signaling that she was close. You snapped your hips, begging your muscles to not fail before she had her release. Nastasha let out a crippling moan and her body shook above yours. You kept moving to work her through her orgasm and felt her juices coat your thighs. Natasha tapped your chest lightly to let you know she needed a second. You laid there for a minute while rubbing her back and felt content enough to die. 

"Round two?" She murmured while running her thumb over your jaw. You were going to be sore tomorrow.

[delulu-with-wandanat]

Continuation of

‘Chubby Milf’ Wanda x ‘Beefcake’ Romanoff

Warning: NSFW implied? ServiceTop!Nat x PowerBottom!Wanda😩🫦💦

We know Natasha is obsessed with Wanda’s chubby thick thighs. Wanda however is very much, absolutely, completely fucking losing it for Natasha’s strong back muscles.

“Lord have mercy…” Wanda’s mind was all over the place.

The heavy noises coming from Nat was not helping either.

“Darling.”

Natasha stops her movements and drops down. Putting her hand on her hips and stretches her back, christ it got Wanda all sorts of fucked up.

Natasha turns around with a smirk. “Yes, my love?”

Takes a deep breath. “Have you had breakfast yet, dear?

“No, I was just about too. Are you making breakfast?”

“Yes…”

Natasha approaches her wife who was currently leaning against the kitchen counter.

“What’s on the menu?”

“Something that I think you would enjoy…”

With Wanda’s hand wrapping around her neck, and her nails scratching onto her back slightly. That was enough indication for Natasha as she slowly kneeled for her wife.

“God, I love this view.” Of course she does, Wanda gets to have a clear view of those sexy back muscles while getting absolutely fucking ravished-

(At this point I might just write a smut 😩🤌)

(Also that’s from another tv show, I forgot what it’s called. I just saw that and thought of Wandanat-)

[wifeofnatasharomanoff]

gp natasha w passionate ass sex

idk if write like powerbottom mommy reader but if so then that too w daddy kink for nat

but like making love type shit w dirty talk but i’m not trying get bitch slapped n shit 😭😭maybe it’s their first time too, think that adds onto the passion level, idk if that’s enough of a request but that’s all i got

My Goddess

Warnings: pretty much all in the ask, but smut and a bit of fluff at the beginning, praise kink?

Words: 794

A/N: we need to take a moment to appreciate tashakink and natsxwife 's comments on tumblr.

good morning/afternoon/evening/night, i hope your day has been going well my angels <3

You were walking around your noisy house, attempting to quiet down the crying baby in your hold. “Shh.. go to sleep Ali.” you hum, rocking the baby in your arms.

A noise followed by a familiar voice causes you to look over at the front door. “Baby I'm home– oh.” she takes one look at your exhausted face and walks over to you, taking the baby out of your hold. “Nat, you just came home, give her to me. I'm fine.”

She shakes her head in disagreement, holding the baby close to her. “Uh-uh go lay down Y/N. Where's Alex?” you sigh, grabbing the scattered toy cars from the couch. “He's asleep, thankfully.”

She kisses your cheek, “Go lay down. I'm not asking you again moya lyubov.” you smile, “But–” she raises a threatening eyebrow at you. “Fine!” you back away into the bedroom, with hands raised in defeat.

You lie down on the bed, eventually falling asleep.

A couple hours later, Natasha peers into the room. She walks in, quietly closing the door in hopes to not wake you. To her dismay, you end up waking up either way. “Mm.. hey Tasha.” you smile, slowly sitting up on the bed.

She walks over to you, and kisses your lips softly, hugging you tight, making you both fall into the bed together. “Are the kids asleep?” you ask, playing with a loose strand of her hair. She nods, “Yeah they're sleeping.”

“Oh, so...” you trail off, looking up at her, hoping she got the hint. “So what?” she genuinely sounded confused at what you were hinting at. You sigh, biting your lower lip. “Honey, when was the last time we had a moment alone for this long?”

“Hm.. pretty long actually. I'm sorry about it, work has just gotten so busy lately detka.” you smile, “Shh.. it's fine. Go lock the door.” she nods, and locks the door before coming back to lay next to you again.

“Hi.” you say, gazing up at your wife. “Hi.” she responds, you press your lips against hers, gently kissing her. She kisses you back and starts running her fingers through your hair. You adjust yourself, falling onto her lap. “Mmh..” she kisses your neck, moving down to your collarbone. “Natasha.”

She stops, only to pull back and look into your eyes. “Touch me daddy.” her hand swiftly moves down in between your legs, and begins rubbing your wet pussy in a teasing manner.

“Natty please.” she keeps rubbing your clit, hearing your desperate moans, watching how you shamelessly buck your hips as a way to get her fingers deeper inside of you.

“No– darling I need you inside me.” she pulls her hand away, planting a light kiss to your cheek. “Okay.” your hands move down to her boxers, pulling them off. You pull them off, revealing her hard cock. The sight of it alone has arousal rush in between your thighs.

“Sit down Nat.” she sits down at the edge of the bed. You move back onto her lap, sinking her dick inside of you. She groans at the feeling of your spongey walls clenching around her size. You start bouncing up and down on her cock, moaning loudly.

“Oh fuck! You're so big Natasha!” she moans in response, enjoying every little noise that escapes your sinful mouth. You grind against her, pressing your exposed breasts against her chest.

She grips onto your ass, squeezing them roughly. “Natty.” she leans forward, kissing you deeply. You let out a throaty moan, “Daddy 'm so close.” she smirks, sliding a hand down to grab your hips. “Come on baby, cum for me.” she pulls your bottom lip in between her teeth, tugging at it.

You feel your legs shaking as your first orgasm passed through you. She runs her free hand on your back, soothing you, “Good girl.. good job.” she peppers light, feathery kisses down your neck as she praises you silently.

You start moving again, slowly grinding against her. You moan, riding her cock, “Ngh– you wanna cum in me daddy?” she nods, beginning to rock your hips against hers. “Do it.” she lets out a soft moan, filling you up with her warm cum.

“God.. Natty 'm so full.” she smiles, pressing her lips onto yours, lightly kissing you. You wrap your arms around her neck, holding her close. “I love you so much darling.” she chuckles, kissing your forehead. “I love you too baby. I'm glad we could have this time together.”

You smile at her, “Ugh, wait till the kids wake up. It'll all go to waste.” she laughs, moving away your loosened hair strands. “Well.. round 2 before we get interrupted?” you nod, giggling as she pulls you flat on the bed.

[chaosromanoff]

I Think She Knows (Natasha Romanoff x f!reader / Wanda Maximoff x f!reader)

Summary: After that weird interaction with Wanda, Nat suspects that she may know about your encounters. Even though she doesn't seem to care... not too much at least.

A/N: Teasing pt.2! I'm not really a fan of second parts, but I thought it was necessary this time. Also, sorry for not updating all this months, but this one is a long one-shot, so I think it's worth it. Remember that English is not my first language, sorry for mistakes and all that stuff.

Warnings: bottom!Natasha x top!reader / powerbottom!Wanda x top!reader. Almost pure smut, explicit language, nipple play, oral, fingering, use of strap on. (Minors DNI!)

A week has passed since your last public interaction with Natasha, but behind the doors, you have been with her almost every night... just like tonight. It was a friday night, you invited Nat to come since you were all alone.

She took a seat on your lap and soon her lips clashed on yours, your hands on her waist trying to get her closer to you. And when your tongue entered her mouth it was all over. She moaned and started to get desperate, grinding herself on your thigh.

"Please." She begged between kisses. "Please touch me. Please, please, please." To be honest, you enjoyed when she begged you to touch her, but right now you couldn't wait anymore.

Your hands started to roam through all of Natasha's body, until you put them down her shirt, just to notice she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Naughty little slut." You mumbled and she moaned at both your touch and your words. Your started to pull and twist her nipples as delicate as you could, and Natasha's moans filled the room. "Take your shirt off, baby" You said and Nat obliged quickly.

The readhead arched her back as she felt your mouth on one of her hardened nipples and your fingers working wonders on the other one. Her hands went straight to your hair and pulled you closer to her body. "I need more" She mumbled. "Please"

You threw her softly next to you, she rapidly did grabby hands to you and you couldn't resist anymore. You kissed her again while you tried to unbutton her jeans, which you did. You both moaned as your fingers moved along her still covered slit, feeling her wetness through the fabric. "Y/n, please... I need you"

"Not my name." You said boldly, kissing and biting the skin of her neck while still moving your fingers through her covered wetness.

"Please, mommy." She whispered and that was enough for you. You almost ripped her panties off Natasha and inserted one of your fingers inside her and you both let out a huge moan.

"Fuck, Natty, you´re so tight and wet." You said. "Maybe next time you'll be prepared for my special toy"

Natasha couldn't answer, her mind was fuzzy and all she could do was moan your name as you fucked her, until you added a second finger.

"Mommy!" You felt how she clenched around your fingers, she was close and you knew it, but you stopped your movements and took your fingers out, making her groan at the loss of contact. "Me a bad girl?" Natasha asked and you noticed she was on her subspace.

"No, baby, you're being a good girl for me." You assured her, kissing her lips softly. "But I thought it would be better if you come on mommy's tongue, what do you say?" Natasha nodded happily at your words and your mouth went directly to her centre.

You groaned at her sweet, delicious taste. You just couldn't get enough of her, not even when she came on your mouth a couple minutes after.

Normally, you and Natasha didn't cuddle after an encounter, but this time she was so into her subspace that you couldn't refuse when she asked you to do it. So now you were on your bed, her head on your chest and her arms around your body.

"I think she knows" Nat said and you gave her a confused look even if she couldn't see it.

"Who?"

"Wanda. I think she knows about this."

"Why you say that?"

"It just came to my mind. She's been asking me about you these past days, but she probably knows."

"Are you worried about it?" Natasha didn't answer, but you could feel her tension. "Hey, it's ok, don't worry. Wada is your friend, isn´t she? She's not gonna tell anyone if you don't want that.

Natasha wasn´t really worried about that, but she didn't say anything else. She just smiled and kissed you before apologizing and starting to dress up again.

It was the next day and you were still alone in your house, so you were surprised when you heard someone knocking on your door on a Saturday evening. You thought it was Natasha, even though she always texted or called you before going to your house. When you opened the door you saw a pair of green eyes, but not the ones you were used to see every day.

"Wanda." You said surprised about the visit. "Can I help you?"

"Yes, Y/n, I think you can help me with something." She said and you let her enter to your house. "We need to talk" You nodded taking a seat on the couch and she did the same. "Do me"

"What?"

"You heard me. I want you to do me."

"Wanda, I don't think I can help you with that."

"Why not? I mean, you help Natasha constantly. And don't you dare to deny it, the marks on her neck have the shape of your mouth." You remained silent, so Wanda kept talking. "I know you're good, question is... how much?"

"You really want to know?" She smirked and before you could say anything, her mouth attacked yours.

You both were almost ripping your clothes, until Wanda took a seat on your lap and felt certain hardness inside your joggers.

"Are you packing?" She asked with a smirk on her face. You nodded and she kissed you again. "Don't be easy on me, Y/n. But you need to know I'm in charge."

"It´s fine for me" You mumbled and Wanda nodded with approval.

"Put that little mouth to better use." She took a seat next to you and opened her legs, exposing her wet centre. You got on your knees and kissed the inside of her thighs before leaving a kiss on her clit, making her squirm a little bit before you started to lick and suck along her slit. "Fuck, Y/n, just like that"

You continued your actions until you inserted your tongue into her, feeling Wanda's walls clenching around you. "Oh, fuck, Y/n, I'm gonna cum. Gonna cum, gonna- Fuck!" Wanda started shaking because of her orgasm and you continued your movements to help her ride her high.

She pulled your hair back to stop your movements and cleaned your lips with her thumb before licking the remaining juices. "Get up." You obliged and she started to take off your joggers, exposing your strap-on. "Good girl, Y/n." You breath stuck on your throat when you saw her taking all of it on her mouth. Her green eyes looking at you lustfully, you felt you could cum in that very moment.

"Not so fast." She said taking the fake dick out of her mouth. "You can come when you make me cum again. Now come here and fuck me."

She didn't have to ask you twice. You kissed her desperatly while entering her. Wanda broke the kiss as she felt the dildo sliding into her and let out a quiet moan. Even though you couldn't feel her, you were mesmerized about Wanda's body, you needed to fuck her. "Remember, Y/n: don't be easy on me." And with that, you started to move. Your pace was hard and kinda fast at moments, but Wanda seemed to love it.

Her hips started to move with yours, following your pace and getting her close to reach her high. Wanda kissed you passionately as you felt her body shaking, she was so close. "'M so close, fuck, touch my clit, Y/n." You did as told, and when your fingers started to play with her hardened bud, that was it.

Wanda reached her high and so did you. You weren't used to cum normally, and maybe that's why you enjoyed this so much.

"Fuck, Wanda." You mumbled. "That was amazing"

"I never told you we were done yet." She said smirking and you could tell this was gonna be a long night.

And it was, because you didn't even have time to notice your phone announcing that Natasha was calling you.

I don't really know how many words are in here, sorry if it's too long. Let me know your thoughts about this one, please<3 Love, Aiden.

[romugh]

You would cheerleader!natasha x nerd!reader??

i could! i don't really know what direction you want this to go though, angst? fluff? smut? if so, i only write top!reader (or powerbottom!reader, reader just has a more dominant (?) role) so keep that in mind :) if you give me a bit more directions i can most definitely make this work!

[wandussyfantasy]

Movie Night

Summary: Wanda and you are enjoying a movie night together when she makes a bold move.

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Word count: 3.7k

WARNINGS:

18+ ONLY, MINORS DO NOT READ & DO NOT INTERACT!!!

insecurity, smut, gn!reader amab, powerbottom!wanda, oral, hand job, fingering, praising, creampie, and fluff

𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

“What do you feel like watching next?” You ask as you scroll through one of the many streaming apps that your parents pay for. It’s summer break from college and you wanted to be out having fun but unfortunately you didn't have a lot of money saved and close to zero energy with the summer job your dad had secured for you at his company. He wanted you to have more structure than he did at your age so you have to earn every penny in your account. And he did not make it easy. 

Which is killing your social life that consists of friends that have big allowances and enjoy going to expensive clubs, especially since they're all now legally allowed to drink. Luckily, your friend Wanda wasn't really much for going out. She enjoys a simple night in more than anything. The two of you have been hanging out pretty much every night off that you have and you appreciate that she enjoys spending this time together. However, at this point in the summer, the two of you have made it through all of the best movies and are now challenging yourselves by watching movies you otherwise wouldn't. Some turn out to be great and others turn out to be horrible. But the horrible ones are your favorites because those are the films that make you and Wanda laugh the hardest. 

Wanda suggests a movie you've never heard of and you begin searching for it, only to finally have something on. “Is it good?” you ask as you select the title. 

She shrugs, “I haven't seen it but,” she looks at you nervously as she scoots closer, “I’ve heard good things about it.” Wanda grabs the throw blanket from the back of the sofa and covers your laps with it. 

“Oh, uh, thanks,” you toss it in her lap, off of you. “But I'm not cold.” You clear your throat as you set the remote on the coffee table and settle back into the cushions. Your arm rests on the couch behind Wanda. The action gives her a little more confidence as gets a little closer. 

As the two of you have been hanging out alone together, Wanda has developed stronger feelings for you but she didn't know how to express those. So she went to her friends Carol and Natasha. They suggested that she make sure this movie played. They said it got anyone horny and if she wanted to make a statement that let you know how much she wanted you, it was to get you in the mood. 

The film opens with a graphic sex scene and you clear your throat again as you check your watch. Maybe this wasn't the kind of movie that is viewed in the living room of your parents house. You worried about them coming home to this playing. You grab the remote to lower the volume so you at least have a chance at changing the movie if they enter the house. You set the remote next to your thigh this time and relax as the scene ends and the plot begins. 

You give Wanda an awkward smile as you return your focus to the screen. The actress was pretty but she wasn't really your type. The story wasn't really great, it was honestly putting you to sleep until it happens again. Another sex scene with very vocal actors making your body respond naturally. You try to subtly adjust yourself so that your pulsing bulge isn't noticeable but it is hard to do in sweatpants and Wanda does take notice. “Actually, it is a bit chilly in here,” you say as you pull the blanket back over your lap. Wanda smirks as she boldly reaches over and runs her fingers along the length of your bulge under the blanket. You freeze, unsure about what is happening. She removes her hand and pretends that she didn't do anything. You shake your head, believing that you made it up. 

That is, until after the third sex scene. The storyline is back and so is Wanda's hand. Only it's creeping its way into your pants, just outside your boxers. She squeezes your erection, causing your breathing to get harder. “Wanda,” you whisper in question but she shushes you. 

“Do you want me to stop?” she asks and you shake your head no. “Good,” she leans in to give you a kiss but it's interrupted by the home's intelligence system welcoming your parents home. You scramble to change the channel to something more appropriate and try to take Wanda's hand off of you but she shakes her head. “You’re just going to have to behave,” she says and although your heart races with anxiety, your dick stiffens at the idea and she knows that you love it. 

You scoot closer to Wanda and grab a few more blankets to hide what's happening while lowering the temperature in the room just before your parents enter the space. 

“See honey,” Tony says to his wife, “All these two get to do is rot away with movies when they could be going out.” 

Pepper rolls her eyes and sets her clutch on the kitchen island behind you, “Don’t try to fool them. This parenting strategy wasn't all my idea, Tony.”

You gulp as Wanda finally slips her delicate fingers in your underwear. Her soft skin touching your burning length for the first time has you clutching your fists. “Hey guys,” you clear your throat as you look back in their direction, trying to act as normal as possible. “How was the fundraiser?” 

“Boring,” Tony leans against the counter and pops a couple of grapes in his mouth. “How was your millionth movie night?” 

“It’s been a lot of fun, Mr. Stark,” Wanda says as she runs her thumb over your sensitive tip. Making you want to lose yourself and moan. 

Tony moves from his spot with a groan and a contorted expression, “What have I said? It's Tony. Mr. Stark is my father. I am not my father. Although, I am that one's father. I don't—”

“Dad,” you call out with a laugh to stop his rant. “She’s just messing with you.” Wanda smiles at your father and shakes his head.

“Ha ha ha, very funny,” he looks at his watch. “I’m off to bed. Don't get loud.” He walks to the stairs and you almost relax until you feel your mom's hand on your shoulder. 

“Goodnight, sweetheart,” she kisses your temple. “Please don't be up too late,” she says as she pulls away. “And make sure she gets home safely,” she tells you and you nod as you prepare to promise to your mother that your friend will be safe at home after this movie is over. 

“Actually, I'm spending the night,” Wanda interrupts. 

“Oh,” Pepper fails to hide her surprise. “Well, it's a good thing the guest bed is already set up.” She smiles and begins walking away, “See the two of you in the morning.”

Once you hear your parents bedroom door close you release all of the air you were holding as your friend jerked you off in front of your parents. “Fuck Wanda,” you gasp out. “I didn't know you were like this,” you say as you roll your hips in order to pump yourself in and out of her hand. 

“I can't take all of the credit,” she says as she finally latches her lips to your throat. “Because you did so good, you get a reward.” You face her with confusion and she takes advantage of the position to kiss you on the lips. Her hand squeezes your cock causing you to grunt into her mouth. 

“What’s that?” you ask with a dry throat. 

Wanda smirks before she adjusts herself so that she is under the covers. You have no view of what is going on. All you can do is feel. The relief of being released from your pants. The feel of her hands working their magic on your dick. Then finally, the exciting and intoxicating contact of her tongue. You sit up straighter at the feel. It has been a long time since anyone has touched you here which made you extra sensitive to her touch. When her lips wrap around your cock you let out too loud of a moan that causes her to pull away completely. You whine at the loss and she looks up at you from under the blankets. 

“You heard your dad,” she says. “We can't get too loud.” 

“Please, can we move this to my room?” you ask breathlessly. As thrilling as the idea was, you know that the two of you would be mortified if either of your parents caught you in this act. Wanda nods and she gets up from the covers. You shut the tv off and tuck yourself back into your pants. 

You follow Wanda into your room and once the door is locked, she pushes you onto the bed before you can finish dropping your pants and boxers. Both stop halfway down your thigh but Wanda isn't concerned about your state of undress. She wants you back in her mouth. You fall at the edge of your bed and she gets on her knees in between your legs. This time, you have a full view of her sucking on your dick. She uses her hand to massage the rest of your dick that she can't quite fit in her mouth. You lean back on your elbows as the view drives you crazy. Watching her work so much to pleasure you that when her hair falls and covers some of your view, you move it over her ear. This gives you the idea to hold on and guide her rhythm as she was starting to get a little too fast for your liking. 

“Fuck, Wanda,” you whisper as you feel yourself getting close. “Hold on,” you pull her off of you as you try not to let the thought of the sweet sweet release control the situation. She looks at you with her once big green eyes, that are now dark with desire. “How far were you planning on this going?” you ask as you sit up. You pat the spot next to you to offer her a seat on the bed. 

“Um,” she accepts the invitation but the question makes her a little awkward. Some of the boldness she had earlier leaves her. “I honestly didn't even plan this far ahead. The girls only told me to follow my instincts and do what felt right.” She plays with her fingers as she talks. A habit that you've always thought is adorable. 

You try to fight a smile, “Ah, so you talked to Carol and Nat about me?” 

“Is that bad?” She makes a face to show her concern. 

You shake your head, “No, no, of course not. I think it's sweet that you went to them but, Wanda.” You sigh as you think of the right words, then you notice your stiff cock still standing at attention and now you feel a little awkward and ridiculous. “You could have come to me about this. You know, you've had my attention ever since high school,” you let out a small laugh. 

“Really?” She is surprised by this information. You confirm it with a short nod. “I had no idea! You never showed any interest in me back then.”

You blush as you begin to feel a bit sheepish, “You were dating Vis back when we were all friends. It wouldn't have been appropriate. Besides, back then we all thought the two of you were made for each other. It was high school, I thought I missed my chance with you a long time ago.”

Wanda raises her eyebrows and twists her lips to the side of her face as it starts to click in her mind. “I didn't prepare for how far I want this to go but,” she bites her lip as she starts to get nervous. “I haven't… no one has ever…” you sit up straighter as you figure out what she is trying to say. “And it's not because I was waiting, it's just I never really wanted to before. But, I do now.” She reaches over to stroke your cock again,“With you,” she emphasizes. 

“Are you sure?” You ask as you try to focus on her and not how good she is making you feel. Wanda nods again and leans in to kiss you on the lips. She climbs on top of you and straddles your lap without breaking any contact with you and you moan. As much as you love letting her be in control, you need to make her feel as good as she is making you feel. You're clumsy with your touch as you try to find a good place to grab her. When you settle one hand on her back and the other on her thigh, you spin the two of you on the bed so that she is laying on the mattress. 

She lets out a sound in surprise as she tries to avoid breaking the kiss but you pull away so you can finish taking off your clothes. You start by pulling your shirt off and then finally dropping your pants along with your underwear. You put your hand over hers and pull it off of you. She is confused until you hook your fingers in her shorts and yank them down. You lick your lips at the sight of her wet pussy. As greedy as you wanted to be, you had to control yourself. You finish pulling her clothing down her legs with soft kisses down her legs, leaving a trail of goosebumps. 

Wanda wasn't really on the receiving end of things so she has no idea what to do with herself other than to pull her shirt off of her and remove her bra while you make your way back to her center. When you slip your tongue between her folds for the first time, she makes a loud noise. Nothing has ever felt so good before. You shush her with a grin and she nods as she bites her bottom lip to reign in her sounds. You continue on, inserting your pointer finger and you groan at how tight she is. You haven't been anyone's first before, so you wanted to take extra care of Wanda. She deserves the best treatment possible. 

You insert a second finger to stretch her a bit and start to pump them slowly. “You’re so wet,” you praise. “Fuck, Wanda,” you say again as her walls squeeze around your fingers as you pump them in and out of her. “You like it when I compliment you, baby?” You test out the term of endearment and her walls tighten around you again as she nods. “We are going to have so much fun,” you say and you pull your fingers out of her and replace them with your tongue. Wanda's thighs try to close around your head until you have to pry them open. You kiss her thighs as you get her to relax them. “I’m not going anywhere, love. It's okay,” you whisper to her. 

Wanda nods and falls back onto the mattress as she had been holding herself up to watch you. She begins to fondle her breasts as shuts her eyes to focus on feeling. Your tongue and fingers teasing her entrance. Your thumb massaging her clitoris. When you enter a third finger in her. She can hardly handle any of it. “Y/n,” she whimpers when she feels something really good happening below her belly. 

“Let go, Wanda,” you tell her as you work your fingers harder on her clitoris. She finally does and she covers her face with your pillow to muffle her scream. You drink as much of her arousal as you can before kissing your way back up her body. You hover over as you wait for her to come back to Earth. 

“How did you do that?” She gasps out once she finally removes the pillow from her face.

“I’ll show you later,” you say. “Are you ready?” you ask as you tease the tip of your cock at her entrance. Wanda nods as she moves her hands from her chest to your biceps. You reach over to your nightstand to grab the box of condoms you kept in there but your hand lands on an empty drawer. Your eyebrows pinch together as you move away from Wanda to find nothing there. Your heart races as you pull the other drawers open and sigh in defeat. “I’m sorry, Wanda,” you scratch your head. “I don't have a condom.”

Wanda shrugs, “It’s okay, I've been on the pill forever.” 

“Are you sure?” you turn to her, a bit shocked. 

She nods, “Besides, I wouldn't mind feeling all of you.”

“Okay,” you say as you climb on top of her again. You adjust yourself at her entrance and pull her into another lengthy kiss. You feel her up as you prepare to enter her. You rock your hips so that your dick rubs up against her. “Mmm, you can always tell me to stop,” you remind her. 

“Please don't,” she says with her hands in your hair. As your hand finds its way to her thigh, you grab your cock and aim it at her entrance. Anxious to finally feel what it's like to do this without a condom and what she is going to feel like. You slowly slip inside of her, stopping every other inch to allow her to adjust. You rub circles on her clit to try and keep the pleasure up but get sloppy as you get lost in feeling her warm tight walls around you for the first time. You almost finish inside of her right then and there. But the image of her hanging off of Vision is enough to calm you down. Until you open your eyes and face the reality that she is naked under you moaning your name. 

You begin to rock your hips a little and your head falls to her shoulder. “I don't know how long I'm going to last,” you warn her as you slam all the way inside of her. She yelps in surprise and you shoot your head up gearing up to apologize but she silences you with her lips. 

“It’s okay,” she says softly. “You’ll just have to make it up to me next time,” she teases a little and it makes you smile. You start to thrust into her more as you kiss her more. 

“Gosh you're so tight, Wanda,” you say as you pick up speed. “Oh fuck you have no idea how long I've waited for this,” you say you kiss her shoulder. Wanda's hands are on your back as you continue to rock into her and when she digs her nails into her you have to slow down before you explode. “Damn you're too good, oh fuck, I don't want this to end just yet,” you say as you try to prolong your oncoming orgasm. 

“It’s okay,” Wanda whispers in your ear. “I want you to cum inside of me,” you fall apart at her words. They trigger something inside of you that takes over and causes you to slam into Wanda harder and faster than you wanted to. You thought you could give her a slow and sweet experience for her first time, but it has been a long time since your last sexual experience, you haven't even masturbated in a while and you could only do so much when it came to your body. “Yes, yes, yes!” Wanda encourages making you feel better about fucking her so hard.

Then finally, one last thrust and you're releasing a big load of your cum inside of her. Your head falls into her shoulder again as you try to muffle your sounds. Wanda's walls close around your pulsing cock as if she is trying to milk you dry. She places lazy kisses on your face as she waits for you to be done. “You’re so amazing,” you say as you grab a few tissues from your nightstand and pull out of her. You clean your soft dick as you roll beside her on the bed. “Now, let me help you finish,” you scoot up on the bed. “Lay on top of me,” you request. Confused, she lays the front of her body on you and you lightly laugh. “Hi,” you greet. 

“Hi,” she smiles. 

“As much as I like to see your face,” you start as you run your fingers down her sweaty arm. “I meant the other way.”

“Oh,” she spins around on your body until her back is against you. “Like this?”

“Yes,” you say as you grab her hand. “How often do you touch yourself?” 

Wanda is glad to be facing away from you as she is sure she wouldn't be able to answer this question otherwise. “I don't really,” she says shyly. “The first few times I did it, it felt wrong to be doing it. I was afraid I was going to be labeled as some sort of sex addict in school if anyone ever found out.”

“Aw lovely girl,” you say as you guide her fingers to touch her clitoris. “It’s okay to touch yourself. In fact, you should do it at least once a night.” 

“Really?” Wanda leans her body further into you as you help her find her spot. “Oh god,” she moans out, “you’re right. I should do this more often.” You remove your hand from her as you watch her learn how to pleasure herself.

“Follow your instincts,” you guide her. “Find out what feels right.” She follows your directions and her breathing gets harder as she gets closer. He free hand searches for you and you give her yours. She laces your fingers together with a tight grip as she makes herself orgasm for the first time ever. Her body shakes on top of you and you kiss her temple to her shoulder as you say encouraging words until it's over. 

“Thank you,” she whispers as she turns her head to kiss you. 

“Thank you,” you wink at her and she shakes her head at you. 

The End

[kandisheek]

FIC REC WEEK 3 – STUCKY FAVORITES

AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT: triedunture

There are so many things I love about triedunture's writing. Not only do they have a really impressive grasp on creating interesting emotional conflict, but the resolutions they come up with are incredibly satisfying. Plus, they're a veritable master of smut.

Here's some of their work that I think you should check out:

Good Boy

Pairing: Steve/Bucky Rating: E Words: 13,473 Tags: Dom/Sub, Exhibitionism, Petplay

Summary: Bucky is still adjusting to life with the Avengers, and Steve is willing to do whatever it takes to make him feel comfortable. Increasingly, though, what seems to make him comfortable is strangely intimate. Surprise, Steve! You're a gentle dom and Bucky wants to be your pretty pet!

Reasons why I love it: I really love the escalation in this. The way they slip into their play feels so natural, and Bucky is so sweet in how much he needs Steve's comfort. Steve's inner conflict is really well-handled, and I especially love the resolution. If you enjoy hurt/comfort and emotional dom/sub play, then I guarantee that you'll love this one!

Rogers & Barnes: Partners

Pairing: Steve/Bucky Rating: T Words: 10,510 Tags: Asexual Steve, Fake Relationship, Love Confessions

Summary: Steve and Bucky have to pose as a couple for a mission. Nat insists it really is the only option. She's checked. The complication: unbeknownst to even Natasha, Steve and Bucky's friendship has been rocky ever since Bucky confessed his tender feelings and Steve left him out in the cold. Can asexual, completely-in-love-with-his-angry-best-friend Steve complete the mission and win Bucky's heart? (The answer is yes. Yay!)

Reasons why I love it: Steve struggling with his sexuality is one of my favorite tropes. And this fic does it perfectly. Add to that an undercover couple mission, hurt/comfort to the max, some really cool OCs and a near death experience, and you've got the recipe for an amazing fic. Which this one definitely is. Go and read it!

Not Another Supersoldier Fantasy

Pairing: Steve/Bucky Rating: E Words: 16,462 Tags: Friends to Lovers, Romantic Comedy, Sex Toys

Summary: Bucky finds a popular sex toy modeled on Captain America's own anatomy. Well, isn't this just perfect? Because even after all this time, he still hasn’t seen Steve’s supersoldier cock. But apparently in this day and age anyone with $29.95 can get a decent replica. The unfairness of this is of galactic proportions.

Reasons why I love it: This fic makes me laugh so hard. Steve is no nonchalant about having his dick immortalized, and Bucky's descent into madness over it is hilarious to see. It makes the sweet moments all the sweeter. Plus, all the locations the dildo turns up in are absolutely brilliant and something I can definitely see the Avengers doing. A wonderful fic that you should definitely read!

Eight-Pager

Pairing: Steve/Bucky Rating: E Words: 6,442 Tags: Crossdressing, Roommates, Genderfluidity

Summary: Steve gets a job drawing dirty comics. Bucky thinks he needs help coming up with sketches. Not that Bucky minds posing in ladies' underthings.

Reasons why I love it: God, crossdressing Bucky is my absolute kryptonite. Juxtaposing that image with the fact that Bucky still takes charge in the bedroom and fucks Steve into next week is just the cherry on top of an already delicious sundae. This fic is incredible, and I'd recommend it to anyone!

Auld Acquaintance

Pairing: Steve/Bucky Rating: E Words: 5,810 Tags: Skrinkyclinks, Post-CA:TWS, Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Due to magic or whatever, Steve is transformed back into his small self while pursuing the Winter Soldier on New Year's Eve. Bucky, seemingly acting on instinct, chooses to protect him despite his mistrust. Also, Steve is a bit of a tiny powerbottom.

Reasons why I love it: Oh man, this one just tears at my heartstrings. Bucky's mistrust and Steve's desperation are beautifully written, and the smut is superb. I really love the emotional arc here, all the way to the bittersweet ending. Definitely give this fic a read, you won't regret it!

[themculibrary]

New Years Masterlist 3

part one, part two

All I Can Taste (ao3) - SailorChibi bucky/steve/tony/t'challa G, 2k

Summary: Tony thought he'd be spending New Year's Eve alone.

He was wrong.

Almost Midnight (ao3) - GlassesOfJustice may/pepper T, 300

Summary: It all started with two bottles of champagne.

A New Year’s Eve Tradition (ao3) - valdomarx steve/tony T, 1k

Summary: Steve and Tony spend New Year's Eve together.

Auld Acquaintance (ao3) - triedunture steve/bucky E, 5k

Summary: Due to magic or whatever, Steve is transformed back into his small self while pursuing the Winter Soldier on New Year's Eve. Bucky, seemingly acting on instinct, chooses to protect him despite his mistrust.

Also, Steve is a bit of a tiny powerbottom.

a year around the sun (ao3) - parkrstark steve/tony T, 62k

Summary: Following the life of the Rogers-Stark family the year after they become a family, one monthly milestone at a time.

Better Days (ao3) - neuv peter/wade E, 7k

Summary: It’s been about three years since everyone forgot who Peter Parker was. The only one who really cares about Peter is his landlord, but he’s minded his own business since Peter started selling photos and videos of Spiderman to the Daily Bugle for extra cash. Peter spends every night out as Spiderman, and over time finds a friend in Deadpool, who convinces him to take a night off for NYE.

Porn without plot. Omegaverse, with intersex omegas.

Greetings, My Name is Reindeer Games (ao3) - orphan_account darcy/loki E, 56k

Summary: On her first day working for Tony Stark, Darcy meets her soulmate and immediately and wishes she hadn't.

Happy New Year, Darling (ao3) - sensationalxbitch steve/peggy N/R, 2k

Summary: Steve and Peggy One-shot of their New Year's celebration at the pub along with many other soldiers.

Happy New year's Eve! (ao3) - nightsisterkaris phil/may, leo/jemma G, 2k

Summary: Melinda savored the feeling of dancing with him. Not just their routine waltz, but actually dancing with him. It was real and intimate, something she didn't want to end.

Phil softly dipped her down, and they weren't going through the steps, but living the memories. Melinda's back was pressed against his chest, and he twirled her again, her ankle-length red skirt flaring out, ruffling against his legs.

(I'll Be Cleaning Up Bottles With You) On New Year's Day (ao3) - msmaxximoff wanda/vision T, 2k

Summary: “And what about you? How do you envision your perfect new year’s eve?”

Wanda looks at him almost devilishly as she takes a sip of champagne. “It’d make you blush.”

“I don’t blush, Miss Maximoff.”

“Oh but you do,” she laughs. “You get this sort of faint golden glow on your cheeks. It’s really cute, actually. But, since you asked… in a perfect world, I’d be naked and making love to the person I love most.”

She’s fairly sure he short circuits.

Alone on New Year's Eve, Wanda reminisces on happier times and missed opportunities.

In Your Wildest Dreams (ao3) - BlueChocChipCookies N/R, 6k

Summary: Also known as: The 5 times Peter falls asleep on Tony, and the 1 time Tony falls asleep on Peter

i think you'd fall in love with anyone! (ao3) - existujeme peter/gwen, harry/mary N/R, 3k

Summary: Peter and Harry host New Year's Eve at their place, despite how poorly planned their celebration may be.

Mandatory Fun (ao3) - Neverever  steve/tony T, 6k

Summary: Steve loses a bet to Tony and has to go to Las Vegas for a fun-filled vacation. Or it was fun until people started thinking that they were married.

Matryoshka (ao3) - hegemony bruce/natasha E, 23k

Summary: She finds space inside herself for him.

Midnight Mumbles (ao3) - cornchip wanda/vision G, 1k

Summary: A little one shot of Wanda and Vision on New Year's Eve snuggling on the couch after ditching the party.

Missing Midnight (ao3) - FestiveFerret steve/tony T, 1k

Summary: Steve let the tide of the party shuffle him around the room, the thumping bass feeling like a second heartbeat in his chest. He was drunk enough that everything was great but not so drunk he couldn't keep his feet.

Something Stolen (ao3) - STARSdidathing loki/tony T, 582

Summary: The first time Loki saw Tony Stark as more than another annoying mortal was during a celebration of some kind. Loki didn't remember the particulars but he believed it was the celebration of the New Midgardian Year.

still, the desire (ao3) - miss_echidna wanda/vision G, 1k

Summary: She grins up at him, contented and emboldened by his touch, and, downing her drink, she drags him to the bar for another. "One for me," she says, handing him a glass, "and one for you." Vision protests. She, however, is having none of it. "It's New Years," she says. "Live a little."

stop the world (i wanna get off with you) (ao3) - volantium harley/peter G, 3k

Summary: "Come on," Harley whispers with a devilish smile, pulling him by the hand. “I know a better party somewhere else.”

Peter follows, easily, because how could he not?

Tony Stark Sucks at Subtlety (Steve's No Better At Picking Up Hints) (ao3) - tonystarkssnipples steve/tony N/R, 1k

Summary: Tony keeps dropping hints to Steve.

Steve just doesn't get it.

Until he does.