#subby wanda maximoff x reader

[natsarrownecklacx]

Addictive

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Word Count: 1,029

Summary: Y/n is addicted to making her girlfriend moan and she’ll do anything to drag as many different kinds of moans from her as she can.

Warnings: Smut, minors DNI, this fic is NOT for you. Edging, fingering, Mommy kink, over stimulation, begging, subby Wanda

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“How does that feel, Honey?” You ask the brunette sitting between your legs, mumbling the words right next to her ear while you glide your lips across her jaw.

Wanda’s body pushes back against you, her back molding into your front. A whimper passes through her lips.

“It feels good.” She pants, gripping at your thighs for dear life. You’d told her not to move, saying you’d leave the restraints for today as long as she behaved herself. She’d agreed of course, desperate to prove how much of a good girl she could be for you.

“Yeah?” You tease, smirking into the skin of her neck.

The drag of your fingers against Wanda’s walls is driving her to a desperation she’s not sure she’s ever felt from such soft, languid touches.

Your fingers work her open at a damn near torturous rate, so slowly she’s not entirely sure she isn’t being punished for something. If it weren’t for the praise you whisper in her ear and the soft kisses you trail across her skin she’d know for sure this is a punishment.

A punishment that has her moaning deeply, her limbs staining to keep themselves still, fighting against the urge to take your wrist to fuck herself faster with you fingers or close her thighs around you hand, trapping it in place so she can fuck into them.

“Please.” She whines, just barely resisting the urge to buck her hips into your fingers.

You want to laugh at her plea, want to wrap your hand around her neck and mock her for being such a needy baby, but you hold it back, instead trailing kisses along her shoulders and wherever you can reach.

She really has no idea why you’re doing this. That you just need to torture her, your sweet little baby. Need to hear her whine and moan and beg for you, need to feel her squeeze around your fingers and the twitch of her thighs while she fights against herself to keep them open.

“Shhh, baby.” You whisper, pushing your fingers into her dripping hole again, making sure you curl them against her sweet spot just to feel her hips buck the tiniest bit. “Just feel for me.”

You bring your other hand down to rub slow, gently strokes over her clit, adding just enough pleasure to push her into the realm of madness.

“Please, Y/n. Please, baby. I’ll do anything just make me cum.” She’s babbling now, her words coming out fast and desperate, almost incoherently so.

Her begging is like a drug to you, so adorable, like the sweetest music to your ears and so, so addictive. You almost want to give in just from hearing them. Give her exactly what she wants, what she craves.

But your need to torture her takes over, that coniving part of you making itself known, especially now that she’s dripping onto your fingers.

You just need to hear her beg some more, just a little more and you’ll give her the tiniest bit of relief. You need it, more than you need the air in your lungs right now. But you need more. She’s not desperate enough yet, not begging the way you need her to.

“Call me Mommy, baby.” You order the witch, feeling her walls flutter around you at the words and a borderline pornographic moan falls from her lips. “Go on sweet girl, I know you want to. Call me mommy while I fuck you with my fingers.”

“Oh fuck.” Wanda gasps, a shot of arousal shoot through her at the honorific. “Please, Mommy.”

God, she sounds amazing. Moaning and whining like that. A desperate little mess for you. She’s just perfect. The perfect little whore for her Mommy.

And the way she cries out when she calls you Mommy, the way her thighs shake and her walls flutter around your fingers. It’s enough to drive a person to insanity.

“Again baby. Moan for me. Tell Mommy how good she’s making you feel.”

“So good, Mommy” She all but slurs, leaning her head back to rest on your shoulder and arching her back in an attempt to get you deeper. “Your fingers feel so good inside of me- oh fuck- please.”

Wanda’s desperation is pushing her to the point of tears, you can hear it the way her voice shakes. You should feel bad for her, should want to show her some mercy, but all you can think about is how cute she’ll look when she cries for you.

She’s so wet that her arousal is dripping from your hand onto the bed sheets, making a mess beneath her. You don’t mind though, she looks pretty when she’s a dripping mess.

Your fingers push into Wanda again, this time reaching further inside her, making her buck her hips up into your hand.

You think about reprimanding her, maybe having her sit pretty on a pillow with a vibe stuffed inside her. But then you hear how prettily she moans when she fucks herself on your fingers.

God she has to know about your weakness for her moans, how you’d do anything for her, just to hear them over and over again, like your favorite song left on loop for days on end.

So you let it slide, allowing the witch to move her hips, knowing that if she got too close to the edge you’d just pull your fingers away from her.

“Are you close, pretty girl?” You ask, smirking to yourself when you see her nod enthusiastically in response. "You wanna come, sweetheart?"

"Yes, Mommy. Please, l’m so close." Wanda moans, leaning more into you and bucking her hips against your hands. “Feels so good.”

“Aww, angel.” You coo, fucking into her harder while also keeping the same pace, making the girl between your legs cry out in pleasure.

Wanda’s eyes roll to the back of her head, her back arching as they do. She moans profanities in a language you can’t understand.

“No.” You say, removing your hands from her completely.

Wanda’s eyes fly open, her lips parted in shock as she looks at you for an explanation.

“You don’t get to cum until I say so. And Mommy wants to hear you beg some more.”

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A/n - Kinda wanna write a part two if anyone is interested, also I was half asleep writing this so please ignore any mistakes

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

Stability

subby!emo!Wanda Maximoff x AMAB!Super soldier!reader

Summary: You are a member of the Avengers, a super soldier, and when Wanda Maximoff joins after losing her brother in Sokovia you see the broken girl before you and vow to pick up the pieces and keep her together.

Word Count: 1.5K

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, R has a penis, first time s*x, nipple play, R keeps W on a schedule.

A/N: I wrote this sleep deprived at 7am with the help of @vcdanvers

You provide a stability to Wanda's life that she's never had before. You help keep her in a routine. Wake up, brush teeth, get dressed for training, have breakfast, train, shower, lunch, studying, dinner, down time, brush teeth, meds, bed time. 

You keep her to that routine most days and when she starts having an off day you dim the lights, make a comfy nest in the bed with blankets, pillows, snacks, and drinks. You watch her favorite shows and movies. 

You don't think much about the responsibility you've taken on until you have to leave for a mission and Wanda spirals from the lack of support from you. Though she knows the routine and goes through it, it doesn't feel right without you by her side. Your phone is blown up by her texts and calls and you'd wish this mission would end quickly. 

“How’s she doing?” Nat asks as she makes her way beside you on the bed. The small shitty motel room you two were hiding out in for the mission was stuffy. 

“I think she’s spiraling a bit.” You show Nat your phone, her eyebrows raising. 

“Think? She basically fully relies on you for everything during her days now. She’s a lost puppy. You bring stability to her life and now you aren’t there. I’m surprised she’s actually doing everything.” You bite your bottom lip, letting it fall between your teeth. 

“I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t worried about her lying about doing everything. If I don’t remind her of her meds and help her with her makeup she usually forgets.” Nat knew just how important the meds were that Wanda had been prescribed. 

“She relies on you, but I’m sure she’ll be fine. Few more days and we’ll be back home. A few days isn’t going to kill her.” You nodded in agreement as you sunk down into the rough mattress and not fluffed pillows. 

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When the quintet lands at the compound you don't even make it off ramp when she tackles into you, knocking you down, but you don't mind a few more bruises. You go to speak, but you're cut off when her lips crash into yours. Instinctively you're pulling her closer, flush against you.

As Nat walks by out of the jet she chuckles, shaking her head, “Tony owes me $1,000.” 

You break the kiss, laughing a bit at the comment from your best friend. Looking at Wanda, a flush on her face and neck makes you smile softly. A hand cupping her cheek that she leans into. You smile softly, leaning in to give her another kiss before lifting the two of you up. “Come on, let's talk about this in our room.” 

Wanda simply nods letting you lead the way. On the way you ask what she's done today, knowing what should have been done and she tells you like she had everyday with her constant updates. She had told you already, seven texts letting you know she had gone through her routine. She would have been studying now if not for your sudden arrival.

Walking into your room smelled distinctly of Wanda, you'd been gone long enough that it was noticeable as soon as you walked in, cherry blossoms. You closed the door, locking it. “Friday. Soundproof the room please and do not disturb mode on.” You called out to the AI of the compound. 

Once you got confirmation your attention was on the brunette. Admiring the face you'd missed so much. Taking in the little details her smudged eyeliner made her look more like a raccoon and you knew she'd fallen asleep with it on more than once without you here. Her lips slightly darkened by the tinted chapstick she uses. Her green eyes sparkling like sea glass under the summer sun. 

You took notice of her nervous habits, pulling at the sleeves of her (your) sweatshirt to pull over her hands, fiddling her fingers back and forth, the very subtle lip bite, and how she was too nervous to look you in the eyes. 

You take a step forward, softly smiling as you cup her cheeks and pick her head up to meet your gaze. “I've wanted that for a long time. I just never wanted to push you or make you uncomfortable.” You knew her wounds were still fresh from Sokovia and you didn't want to take advantage of that. You only ever wanted to be here for her. 

“I didn't realize just what you meant to me until you weren't here…it felt like I lost you while you were away and I know I shouldn't need you, but I do. I crave what you provide everyday and I–I need you Y/N. I don't know what I'd do without you. I felt like a zombie without you here.” You took in each word and the inflection in her voice pitched up with each passing second. You could hear the cracking in her words that cracked your heart. 

You held her tightly, pulling her against you. She fit like a puzzle piece. Her arms wrapping around your waist. You kissed the top of her head. “All I want is you, Wands. I want to care for you, I want to love you, I want to be with you.” You could feel your heart flutter at your own words  but even more so at her response.

“That's all I want. Just want you. Want to just be yours.” You felt her pull back, looking up at you. A smile forming on your lips as you lean down for a proper kiss, soft, slow. Your lips moved against one another and you could feel the heat of her magic against your skin. You smile into the kiss, pulling back just enough to whisper, “Someone's excited.” 

Her face burying against your neck as the heat dissipates. She mumbles something and you chuckle, picking her up like you've a hundred times before and she clings onto you. 

She'd only ever clung like this when she'd fallen asleep during team movie nights. You'd carry her back to bed just like this, legs wrapped around your waist, arms around your shoulders, and face buried against your neck. 

You take her to your shared bed and sit at the edge. You aren't expecting it but she grinds her hips against you. A moan crawling up your throat and you feel yourself twitch. Wanda knew already, how could she not? You sleep in your boxer briefs and a sports bra. Most mornings you wake up at half mast. 

She moves faster against you, it's still slow, but you can tell just how needy she is. You're hyper aware even of her. Every roll of her hips and the growing bulge straining against your sweats you had changed into on the jet. 

A soft needy moan comes out of her and that's when you feel it, she's soaking you entirely. A wet spot forming right on your bulge. A deep groan makes its way out of you. 

You can't stand it anymore and flip her onto her back in one single motion. You pull your hard cock out of its confines. You don't bother taking anything off her at this moment. You push her soaked panties to the side. Pushing into her, both of you moaning out at the feeling as you slowly sink inside of her. She takes you beautifully as you bottom out in her. You breathe deeply as you look at her face completely red as you lean down kissing her before starting to pull the sweatshirt and then her shirt. 

You take in her pale skin and the light dusting of freckles, leaning down to take her breast in your mouth, the other with your hand as you slowly move your hips. Your actions elicit soft moans, breathy pleas falling from her lips, and mumbles of Sokovian words. It only eggs you on as you move faster, flicking your tongue against her hard nipple, the other getting twisted gently between your thumb and forefinger. 

You feel her nails claw down your back and sides. You know her nail polish must be ruined from it. You're sure her marks will look lovely with the array of bruises on your back. 

“Ah…feels s'good feels– Ah–” you feel her tighten up around you, finally letting her breast go. Moving yourself up to capture her lips and swallow her moans. You know she won't last much longer as you speed up, setting a brutal pace. Feeling your own orgasm build up. 

“Fuck..I'm gonna cum.” You whisper against her. She tightens at your words.

“Me too–Ah please please need this!” Her pleas were more than enough as you thrust deep, filling her up as she vice grips around you, practically screaming as she cups and you are so thankful for telling Friday to soundproof.

A few hours and a few rounds later you've cleaned Wanda up, showered with her and now lay on the bed, soft kisses as a sitcom plays in the background. You couldn't think of a more perfect place to be than right here with her. 

[themidnightcrimson]

good morning ࿏ wm

summary: in which you decide to get what you want first thing in the morning.

words: 3.9k

warnings: top!wanda, power bottom!reader, dubcon/noncon, breeding kink, cumstrap (r receiving), somno (r giving), blowjob on cumstrap (r giving), enhanced strap, brief choking, just imagining slutting top!wanda out like this woeidbsibfwioe its the power bottom in me

this fic is for 18+ only. minors dni. read with discretion.

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The room was cool and the bed warm by the time you woke up. Legs shifting smoothly under the crisp sheets, you could hear the faint chirp of a lone bird outside the window along with what sounded like a gentle spring morning rain shower.

Plat plat plat plat the rain softly tapped against the window and quietly onto the roof above you. It was a sleepy rain, an early morning rain whose clouds blocked the sun from glaring through your window. It made waking a little easier, a little more soft.

The other thing that made waking a peaceful experience was the warm body you were tangled up with. The soft, curled ends of light brown hair tickled your bare shoulder, and it was the first thing you saw in the dim room as you opened your eyes. Your head rose and fell slowly with Wanda’s steady breath. It was resting on her bare chest, the skin there hot against your ear. She always slept so hot.

Your legs were tangled with hers, your arm thrown across her torso. As you blinked your eyes awake, you tilted your head upwards to get an angle of her from below. The stretch of her jawbone, the mountain of her cheekbones just beyond it. Heavy eyelashes fluttered closed, deep pink lips pursed in her sleep. The crinkle between her eyebrows that was always there when she slept. She was starting to get a permanent wrinkle from it, and while she was embarrassed of it, you told her it was just the imprint of all the dreams she’d ever had right there in one wrinkle between her brows so she would never forget them. Wanda was always a deep dreamer, for better or worse.

The puffy comforter you shared rested right below her breasts, likely pushed down during her overheated sleep. Her hair was splayed over her chest, barely covering the peaks of her soft pink nipples. Her skin looked pale and soft under the dim gloomy morning light. You let your hand glide over the soft expanse of her tummy, fingers pressing into her flesh as you shift, waking up a little more. Letting out a silent yawn, you casually let your hand stroll further down beneath the blanket, being thrown off guard a little when your hand touches cool silicone between her legs.

It was Wanda’s new creation still left strapped around her hips via harness from last night’s endeavors. It took a lot of research and magical effort for Wanda to create her enchanted strap that functions like a biological part of her body. Using her magic, she enchanted the strap so that she can feel through it and cum through it. Let’s just say the first few tries once she perfected it could be described as very quick, hot, and wet on her end. It was the most mind-blowing feeling she had ever felt, being able to feel you inside. Even now, a few weeks later, she still warns you how sensitive it still is, which you could tell from the beginning because of how fast she came with you.

Wanda’s magic was very powerful—spontaneous creation. For that reason, she insisted on wearing a condom the first several times using the enchanted strap out of fear of accidental pregnancy, though you knew she secretly had a breeding kink. Finally, she stopped using condoms, but she still pulled out of you every time. It was hot, seeing her get so close to just doing it, to just letting go and planting her cum deep inside you. You could see it on her face every time. But every time, milliseconds before release, she pulls out and chooses to spill all over your tummy or back instead. Of course, that was also hot in its own right. But you desperately wanted her to cum inside. You weren’t sure if it was the risk or the ownership aspect of it, but you fucking needed it.

And you knew she wanted it too. She had a tendency to hold you down when she’s about to cum, almost as if she is about to force you to take her cum, which you willingly would take every single drop. You even told her in a heated moment of passion to cum inside you once, and she almost did accidentally. Hearing you say that made her orgasm immediately, and she had to frantically pull out right as she spurted all over your mound, making sounds you’d never heard her make.

And now, in the dim morning light with cozy rain coming from outside, and Wanda’s soft, warm sleeping body with her cock in your hand as you thought over all these times with the new magical piece, you wanted it.

But she was so pretty and peaceful in her sleep with her crinkled brow of dreams and her slowly rising and falling chest. You wouldn’t wake her.

Licking your lips, you shifted your body so that you hovered over her, taking great care in slinking down her body without moving the blankets or the bed too much. With the hem of the blanket resting at the back of your neck, you rested your elbows over her plush thighs, eyeing the strap that now sat right in front of your face.

Humming, you trail your fingers to the harness straps, fiddling with the fabric on her hips for a moment before you carefully let them trail to the base of her cock, taking it in your fist gently. Glancing back up to her, you saw the same image—her head resting on the pillow, turned to the side, sleeping peacefully like an angel. The warmth between your legs grew as you formulated the plan of your desires, licking your lips and coming closer to her strap.

You placed Wanda’s length in your mouth. It surprised you every time how big she was—an advantage she smugly gave herself when crafting her piece. Suctioning your lips, you began to swirl your tongue around the tip of the strap with a gentle but purposeful pressure.

It didn’t take long before your mouth ignited the spell within the strap, and her magic peered through the silicone in cracks that looked like molten lava in a crimson hue. That’s how you knew she was aroused now, and as you looked up at her again, she was still sleeping as peacefully as ever.

It took some practice for you to understand how to give your girlfriend a blowjob since it was your first time, but Wanda was patient and could get off with basically any touch you gave her with how sensitive the strap felt when she wore it anyways.

So you lowered your mouth further down on her strap that was warming up between your lips, keeping your hand on the base to keep it steady. Letting your other hand gently squeeze her thigh, you sucked her gently, wanting to make her feel good but not wanting to wake her up. It startled you when, as you took her entirety in your mouth so that the tip of her cock poked the back of your throat, Wanda’s legs twitched under you. It was only once and, looking up as you deepthroated her, you saw that the sleeping look on her face remained unchanged.

The depth with which you took her in your throat prompted tears to form in your eyes and saliva in your mouth. Sniffling, you kept taking her all the way in and then suctioning as you lifted your mouth from her, letting your tongue flick around her tip before deepthroating her again. You were slow and gentle, but she was hot and throbbing with magical arousal. You could even smell it on her now and, reaching down under the base where her slit was, you found that she was wet there, too.

Getting excited, you bobbed your head perhaps a little too hard, and she twitched again, this time letting her head sway to the other side. You paused, waiting for any sign of further movement or signs of being awake, but she was still deep asleep, the crease in her brow deeper now. You went back to sucking her off dutifully, and as wet sounds filled the air, Wanda moved again, this time arching her back. The movement sent her hips bucking up, which shoved her cock into your throat unexpectedly, causing you to choke on her girth.

Recovering, you continued carefully and watched as she twitched and squirmed in her sleep, somehow still staying deep asleep even as you could feel her throb faster. Her lips fell open at one point, soft gasps of air filling the quiet, dim room along with your wet sucking sounds. Her body heated up even more under your hands, and she started to buck her hips more.

Picking up your speed, you deepthroated her more and more, choking yourself on her strap while she grew even more restless. You knew she was seconds away from cumming, so you grabbed the base of her strap and sucked harder and faster. Finally, with a whispery, sleepy moan, and a more violent twitch of her hips, Wanda came in your mouth. You kept your mouth around her, feeling her warm cum gush at the back of your throat and ooze down it. You waited, letting her twitch and gasp and push out every last drop of cum before you finally swallowed it and took her out of your mouth. She was sweet to the taste with just a hint of metal, an interesting mix of her magic that reminded you of the taste of her real arousal.

There were many benefits to this magical creation of Wanda’s, one of many being that there was an unlimited supply.

Her cock now wet and shiny and slightly glowing, you carefully crawled back up her body and straddled her. She had almost immediately fallen back into utter stillness as soon as she came, except for her chest that was rising and falling much faster now. Biting your lip, you reached down and took her breasts into your hands, squeezing and letting your thumb roll over her nipples that were already rock hard for you. You could feel her cock, resting below your thigh, twitch and throb, basically vibrating with magic. All you could taste was her cum that coated the inside of your mouth, the taste still soaked into your tongue.

She just looked so pretty, even more relaxed now, having just helplessly cum in your mouth without even knowing it. Leaning down, you pressed a chaste kiss to her still lips before moving your mouth to her neck and pressing soft, wet kisses there. You let your hand grope her breasts for a moment before sliding it down and rubbing her tummy, lowering it further and further until you reached below yourself and took her strap in your hand again.

Still kissing her neck, and feeling her twitch once below you, you adjusted yourself over her cock and rubbed your throbbing, wet slit down her length, not letting it go inside. You remember the first time you did that, before she ever went inside you with the new strap, and she had prematurely came. She had been so embarrassed, taking off the cum-filled condom and tearing the strap off of her and getting up, but you’d found it so hot. You loved having this control over her. You loved knowing that you held this power over her, that you could make her cum so easily, that she desired you so much that she found it hard to even have any control. You wanted to tease her constantly, to degrade her and embarrass her by using her desire for you against her.

Wanda’s sleepy breaths hitched as you rubbed your warm, wet folds up and down her length, leaving a wet, sticky trail on the strap. She shifted under you, turning her head back to the other side. Her eyebrows creased deeper, her face contorting into a look of neediness as she subconsciously bucked her hips, pushing herself harder onto you. Chuckling, you gave her one last kiss on her neck before sitting up fully, unable to control yourself anymore. You wanted to get what you truly wanted out of her before she woke up.

Your breathing growing heavier, along with the rain pattering much harder on the window outside, you lined Wanda’s cock up with your entrance, letting it sit there pressed against it for a moment. You took a deep breath—her size still surprised you, and you still needed to relax and prepare yourself before taking her in. Thanks to the blowjob and how wet you were, there was enough lubrication for you to lower yourself down on her cock, feeling her slide right in and stretch your walls around her.

“Fuck,” you whispered as you stopped halfway, feeling a tinge of pain. Wanda shifted beneath you, which didn’t help, so you just took another deep breath and basically slammed yourself down on her, Wanda’s entire cock ramming deep inside you.

As if on cue, right as you let out a louder shriek than you meant to because of the way her cock hit your cervix, Wanda also let out a sleepy form of a moan, her head swaying to the side as her legs shifted under the blankets below you.

Placing your hands on her shoulders, you stayed still and felt her throb inside you as she squirmed, watching her eyes scroll side to side behind her eyelids. Biting your lip, you slowly lifted yourself off halfway before coming back down again, nearly seeing stars when she hit your deepest point again.

It was obvious that doing this wasn’t going to keep her asleep for much longer. She was still moving, eyelids fluttering, lips twitching as if trying to speak between her growing breaths. She was breathing faster now, redness blooming on her cheeks.

There was no point in being careful now. Grinding your teeth together, you rolled your hips, throwing your head back as she hit your sweet spot in your lower tummy. She was so big that her cock was basically all you could feel as you rode her, feeling pure pleasure bloom inside you as you anticipated the ending you were dreaming about.

“Mmmm-nnnn” Wanda murmured as she squirmed more beneath you, kicking at the sheets covering her feet and arching her back. “Ahhh…” She was starting to come to, being lured by your actions into an in-between state between sleeping and waking. She was arching her back off the bed and bucking her hips up into you, natural instinct to have more friction and be as close to you as possible coming through.

Power filled you as you stared down at the helpless witch, her cock lodged deep inside you, throbbing as you bounced on it. You bit the tip of your tongue and squeezed her shoulders, digging your nails into her skin as you rode her cock.

The feeling of your nails in Wanda’s skin was the one thing that brought her into awareness. Her eyelashes fluttered, mouth dropping open. Finally, her eyes opened fully, exposing those pretty irises that were usually green but were now a deep, sleepy crimson red from the magic she was subconsciously using.

A grin slashed across your own face, your tummy filled with excitement as you watched the look of confusion on Wanda’s once peaceful face. This was the second moment you were anticipating the most. Her eyebrows contorted in confusion as she stared up at you, her eyes blank with dumb sleepiness at first as her mouth let out heavy breaths. Then she blinked a few times, her eyes falling down over your body and to her own. She saw her cock, glistening with wet, appear halfway with every other bounce you made. She watched it appear as you lifted up, and then disappear again as you slapped yourself down on her lap.

Then she felt it. The tight, wet warmth. The squeezing of your walls around her. The more textured parts around your cervix, how much warmer and tighter you felt the deeper she was. Your lips smushed against the base of her cock when you had her fully inside. The ridges of your cunt massaging her length as you jerked up and down on her, the friction feeling like a white hot flame of pleasure with each stroke.

Her mouth fell open wider with a loud, startled moan, her hands immediately slapping onto your hips and holding them. “Baby!” she exclaimed in surprise, trying to blink the bleariness out of her eyes as you continued fucking yourself on her.

You giggled at her reaction, how she was confused but so turned on and so obviously overwhelmed by the feeling of you milking her cock as soon as she woke up, this being the very first thing her consciousness experienced this rainy morning. You felt her cock swell a little inside you, now that she was awake with her magic.

Her breathing turned into gasps, her eyes squeezing shut as she hissed through her teeth, her hips trembling as you slammed down onto them. “Fuck, baby, fuck, fuck,” she croaked, her voice sleepy and husky and burning hot in your ear.

“I always wanted to wake you up like this,” you whispered, scratching down her chest and over her nipples, causing her to let out the cutest little high-pitched whimper.

“Fuck,” was all she could whisper, holding your hips as they bounced up and down on her length.

You could see the sweat breaking on her forehead, the flush in her cheeks, the way her tummy tightened under your palm. She was getting close.

“D-Did you use prot-protection?” Wanda stammered, her brown hair starting to stick to her temples. She knew the answer. She could feel it, but she needed to ask anyway.

Chuckling, you let out a pornographic moan just to make her shudder and then said, “Nope.”

Wanda’s eyes widened a little in panic. She could already feel herself leaking a little, or maybe it was just your wetness, which was also dripping down her shaft and onto her thighs. Through the slight panic in your eye you could see the desperation, the idea she always dreams about sitting right there in her brain.

You purposefully clenched, and she bit her lip and threw her head back, her body lifting off the bed as she pushed herself into you. You gasped at the depth but used your strength to pin her hips back down to the bed.

“Baby,” she breathed, her eyes barely open. “Baby, get up.” Her voice grew breathy with quickness. “I’m gonna cum. Get up.” She slapped your hip a few times to make you get up, but you kept riding her.

“No,” you purred, leaning down closer to her face and smirking. “You can easily push me off if you want to.” You watched her, struggling to keep her eyes open, her body moving with your bouncing, look up at you with such a strong mix of horror and desire on her face. You waited, but she only continued to struggle beneath you, not making any effort to use her magic or strength to push you off. “So why don’t you?”

Wanda whined, throwing her head back and closing her eyes as if just looking at you was going to make her bust. Her nails dug into your hips as she trembled, looking like the pleasure was turning into pain as you continued to ride her. There was no way she would actively deny you. She could stop herself all she wanted when it was her in control, but if you were going to take it from her, she couldn’t not acquiesce.

“Baby, please,” she murmured through gritted teeth, tears forming in the corners of her eyes from the struggle to keep herself from cumming. You knew she could stop it if she wanted to—you didn’t have her physically wrangled, and even if you did, her magic could put an end to it immediately. “Please, get up, I can’t hold it.”

Grinning, you slam your hand over her throat, and she gasps, choking slightly as you squeeze her throat. “You’re so cute like this,” you whisper, “Begging me to stop. You’re the one who can’t control yourself.”

Tears were falling down her cheeks now. “Please, please,” she begged, her eyes squeezed shut. “Please, baby, I can’t—I can’t hold it—I’m gonna cum, fuck, please…”

“Do it. Give me all your cum,” you hiss, riding her harder to the point where the bedframe slams against the wall. Wanda, choking on the pressure of your hand around her throat, trembled and violently twitched below and inside you as she tried her hardest to hold it. But she was hot to the touch, and so were you, and your cunt felt so good squeezing around her cock, and you were taking complete advantage of her which she found to be so hot, and she hadn’t been able to stop dreaming about breeding you for weeks now, and it was all too much for her to even stop it.

“Fuck, baby, fuck, get off, I’m gonna… fuck, fuck fuck!”

Wanda’s nails dug into your hips as her words turned into incoherent babbles, her mouth falling wide open and her body lifting completely off the bed as she finally lost all control. You tried to watch her as long as you could, but your eyes fluttered closed when finally you felt her cock give one last hard twitch before loads of her burning hot cum went gushing deep inside you, splashing the wall of your cervix and filling your tummy all up.

The feeling made you cum, shivering on top of her and squeezing around her which only prolonged her orgasm even more. Wanda saw flashing images of you pregnant, which had been fueling what she thought was fear for weeks now, but she was learning just now that that fear was pure fetish. She tugged your hips down onto her and pushed herself as deep inside you as possible as she loaded you with her cum, surprising you with her strength as she kept you in a complete hold.

After a few moments, when she had filled you with all she had to give, which was a shocking amount this time because of how long she had held it, and you were limp against her chest, recovering from your own orgasm, Wanda finally relaxed, letting go of your hips and closing her eyes.

“Fuck,” she breathed, panting as sweat rolled down her tear-streaked face. You were quiet for a minute, relishing the feeling of a full tummy of Wanda’s cum, her cock throbbing gently in your cunt. You were so glad she’d enchanted that strap.

Finally, you hummed, looking up at her. She looked dazed and fuzzy-minded, her eyes hooded and cheeks blushing red from embarrassment. She sighed and grinned sheepishly, placing her hands over her face. You smirked. “That was a lot better than cumming on my tits, right?”

Wanda breathed. “Well, good morning to you, too.”

[xqueen-of-disasterx]

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: step cest, age gap, threeway, mommy kink, daddy kink sub!wanda, dom!nat, soft!dom!reader, rough sex

“The stupid whore needs her holes played with isn’t that right?”

Natasha husked out upon looking at your stepdaughter, Wanda, who was in an beyond humiliating posture. Chest pressed against her pillows, ass up high in the air the only thing protecting her from the eyes of your colleague and you were her pretty pink panties and oversized shirt.

“She was a brat today”

Natasha took great joy in treating her like the brat Wanda was. Giving her earth shuddering orgasm while she forced her to eat her step mother out.

“Such a good little girl, taking daddy’s cock so good” you’d praise while she aimlessly licked over your dripping cunt. However you couldn’t be mad at her for her inexperienced licks, after all she was fucked silly by daddy. She’d even have to take small breaks to whine for you.

“Mommy, please, too much”

“Stupid slut get back to work, your don’t get to cum until your mommy does”

The extreme contrast between your praising voice and her degrading barks, and the constant edging, was too much for the poor girl, it never failed to turn her into a subby mess. She cried for mommy only to be met with Natasha’s harsh slaps on her already sensitive pussy.

“Aw, does bunny want her mommy? Then you shouldn’t have broken our rules” another slap another yelp from the sweet throat of your step daughter. By the end she cured up in your embrace promising to never act out again but you knew she would because otherwise she’d miss out on getting treated like the slut she was.

𝐀/𝐍: tops get fed

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

I want Wanda to cum down my throat please and thank you ♡

What I wouldn't give to have her desperately rutting her hips against my face as I eat her out, her breaths ragged as I lick her to completion once again.

Eventually flipping her over and holding her hips down while she whines and pleads and begs for mercy, her eyes glassy and wide. Licking up every last drop of her arousal while she shakes under me and starts swearing in her native tongue. Her cum coating my chin as I eat her out until my jaw goes numb.

Then, I start using my fingers. Fucking her pussy until she's an incoherent mess beneath me, her orgasms wracking her body again and again. Not stopping until I'm satisfied.

And of course, giving her the sweetest aftercare with cuddles and a warm bath and water and plenty of kisses and reassurances.

[blue-willow-tree]

⋆｡˚୨ About Me ୧˚｡⋆

Hi there xx

ִֶָ࣪☾. You can call me Willow

ִֶָ࣪☾. I am 19, and my pronouns are She/Her

ִֶָ࣪☾. I'm a Fem Switch. But this blog mostly showcases my dom side.

ִֶָ࣪☾. Claimed by: @sapphosea x My mistress.

ִֶָ࣪☾. My asks are open for advice, confessions, sweet words and dirty ones too x If you send a fantasy that you don't want me to reply to publically, you can absolutely add that request in angel <3

ִֶָ࣪☾. I am a soft domme. I will always prefer obedience over brattiness, please respect that I do not dish out punishments in my asks. Discipline is something I don't take lightly and will only do to someone I've claimed.

ִֶָ࣪☾. I'm lesbian. Trans women and non-binary cuties and handsomes, this is a NSFW safe space.

ִֶָ࣪☾. My dm's are open for mutuals, but please know that I am horrible at replying sometimes and get really busy or overwhelmed x

ִֶָ࣪☾. I'm a huge softie and like to use petnames such as "love" and "angel" to whomever I speak to, if this makes you uncomfortable, please let me know in your first dm if you choose to reach out to me <33

Me: back | nails | body | lap | punishment | punishment 2 | body 2 | arch

Click "Keep reading" to see my rules, claimed anons and anon rules, DNI, and extra information. Read these before DM'ing me or sending an ask.

WHAT I WILL FEATURE IN MY BLOG:

I am apart of the bdsm community, and will post my thoughts and needs in this blog. I am a wlw fem switch, currently without a sub or dom.

I'm a very soft domme, but don't misunderstand. I am the type of domme that enjoys mind games. I'm sadistic, but not in the physical way. I'm the type to degrade you in such a sweet way that it confuses you x I enjoy slowly dumbing a sub down through actions instead of words. I'll choose your outfits for you, I'll make sure you don't need to have a single thought in your head. If you don't like this type of domming, my blog isn't for you x

I had my asks closed for a few days, as things had gotten very busy and the inbox had gotten piled up, I'm starting it afresh, let's see who's still interested in being a precious anon x

I don't respond to anons that don't have an emoji, and if you spam my ask box you will be blocked x

🍬: 18 | she/her

🪩: 19 | she/her

💌: 19 | she/her

✨: 20 | she/her

🦭: 18 | she/her

🛸: 18 | she/they/her

🌷: 23 | she/her

🍀: 20 | she/her

💫: 23 | she/her

🌙: 29 | she/her

🪐: 21 | she/her

⭐: 18 | she/they

🍓: 23 | she/her

🎀: 21 | she/her

🪼: she/her

🐻: 18 | she/her

🧸: 22 | she/her

🗡️: 20 | she/they

🤎: 26 | she/her/they/them (sometimes he/him)

💙: 19 | she/her

🐞: 20 | she/they

🦦: 18 | she/her

🩷: 20 | she/her

🦊: 21 | she/her

🐼: 31 | she/her

🔮: 30 | she/her

🐇: 18 | she/her

🐍: 18 | she/her

👸: 21 | she/her

🪽🐾: 19 | all pronouns

🦓: 18 | she/her

🎧: 18 | she/they

🪷:

🐿️: 18 | they/them

🕊️: 21 | she/her

🐨: 24 | she/her

💚: 18 they/she

��: 29 | she/her

🐮: 18 | she/her

🩶: 20 | she/her

🦌: 21 | they/them

🥁: 21 | she/her

💋:

🍄: 19 | she/her

🐈‍⬛: 19 | she/her

🥀: 20's | they/them

🌹: 18 | she/her

🍑: late 20's | she/they

🎄: 19 | she/they

🐺: 20 | she/they

🥐: 18 (soon 19 x) | she/her

🍒: 19 | she/her

⚰️: 19 | she/her

🍎: 18 | she/her

🦄: 18 | she/her

🎃:

🍰: 18 | she/her

I am a ginormous Marvel fan. You will see drabbles every now and then about Wanda or Natasha.

RULES FOR MY BLOG:

- If you dm me, please understand that I am not a therapist. I also have my own triggers. Please do not have a sweet conversation with me then start talking about going back on an Ed or self harm. This has happened before, and it makes me feel backed into a corner.

- Do not dm me for sexting. If you'd like to dm me, I like genuine and real conversations. Also, do not think we can have 3 conversations and then start sexting me. I will block you. If you're a mutual feel free to flirt for fun in my dm's <3

- I am a SWITCH. Yes I mostly have dominant posts, but understand that I am a SWITCH. I can never be in a relationship where I am purely submissive, or purely dominant. Please understand that. I will occasionally have sub posts.

- I will only show my face to people I grow connections with or become genuine friends with. I won't send nudes, but might occasionally drop a lewd/lude

DO NOT INTERACT:

Cis het men. Minors. Pedophiles. Homophobes. Transphobes. Haters. Fake BDSM members. Ageless accounts. Blank accounts.

WHAT I LIKE:

I am femme4all <3

I like sweet subby women, as well as dominant women. Older women are my weakness

I am a switch, with no lean. Sometimes I need a pretty sub to do whatever I want with, and sometimes I need a gorgeous or handsome (wlw) dom to turn me into their mess.

I love choking, gentle corruption, soft dumbification, service subs, bondage, sweet objectification, sweet petnames, slightly mean petnames, soft mean degrading, praise, somno, bit of pervy-ness, strap usage, breeding (no actual pregnancy) , finger sucking, soft cnc and much more. I'm a soft dom, but a bratty sub. My submission has to be earned. (ALL ARE G/R)

WHAT I DONT LIKE:

Scat.

Feet.

Piss.

Gore.

Incest.

Anal.

Cis Het Men.

Unsolicited sexting in my dm's.

The above images are not me, they merely resemble me

[gingiesworld]

Pet Play

Pet! Wanda Maximoff x Dom! Natasha Romanoff x Dom! Carol Danvers x Sub! Pet! Amab! Reader

Warnings! Smut!!! Shameless Smut!!!

Taglist : @natashamaximoff-69 @canvascoloredin @wizardofstories @louxbloom @wandanats-goodgirl @the-ox-fan20 @ladyqueenxoxo @aemilia19 @wandaromamoff69 @mfd-101 @dorabledewdroop @marvelogic @dopeyouth @legendsofela @natleft

18+ MINORS DNI

Y/N woke up tied up to a chair, cold shivers as they felt the cold air over their naked form. Trying to break free of the binds that held them to the chair, soon hearing footsteps approaching but unable to see through the darkness.

“Our pet is finally awake.” A raspy voice spoke as they heard the sound of a whip cracking.

“Can we please play with them now?” A soft voice begged as they soon felt a hand run down their chest, long nails scratched at their skin.

“Not yet, little witch.” Another voice spoke, soon a single bulb lit up the room as it hung low from the ceiling.

“Why am I here?” They asked as they struggled against the woman behind them.

“I need something from you.” The once soft voice growled in their ear. “And only you can help me.”

“Come on, witchy.” The raspy voice groaned, soon a redhead approached, ridding herself of her robe. “You know we like to play first.” She pulled the brunette around, she only looked around 25 but she had bags under her eyes, pain within her irises as she listened to the older woman. Y/N soon watched as a blonde woman came into view, all three of them naked.

“Look, I don’t know any of you.” They tried as they looked at the blonde. “I honestly don’t, so please let me go.”

“You know, we may need to do some extra work first.” The blonde spoke as she looked at the redhead before she forced the brunette to her knees.

“You know what you need to do, little witch.” The redhead spoke tenderly as she ran her fingers through her brown locks.

“You don’t.” Y/N started as they shook their head as Wanda looked up at them with a smirk.

“Oh, but I want to.” Her eyes never left theirs as she started to rub their hardening cock before wrapping her lips around the tip.

“Fuck.” They whispered as the other two smirked, both deciding to sit side by side on the bed.

“Eyes open.” Natasha ordered them. “And eyes on us.” They did as they were told, soon groaning as they watched the two spread their legs, getting a full view of both of their glistening pussys.

“You will not cum until we say.” Carol told them firmly as the two women started to rub their clits, eyes remaining on both Wanda and Y/N.

“That’s enough Wanda.” Natasha barked as the brunette pulled away from Y/N, leaving a string of saliva as she looked up into their eyes.

“What?” They whined as the three women smirked. They watched as Carol got up from her seat, moving behind Y/N as Wanda approached Nat.

“The girls want to put on a little show for you.” Carol told them as she bit their ear, making sure their eyes never left the two women on the bed making out. “You see, Wanda is our little pet who deserves a reward.” They watched as Nat kissed Wanda roughly, making her moan as she pulled her onto her lap, her hands kneading her breasts roughly as her kisses descended down Wanda’s neck.

“Oh.” She moaned as Nat pushed two fingers inside her aching whole, groaning as Nat thrust her fingers at a steady pace, Wanda was a panting and moaning mess as she leaned her head on the redhead’s shoulder.

“Do you like that kitten?” Nat husked out as she curled her fingers as she pulled out, slamming three back inside causing Wanda to let out a guttural moan. “Words.” She spoke harshly as Carol massaged Y/N’s shoulders, keeping their eyes on the women on the bed.

“Yes.” Wanda mewled as Nat increased her pace, the sound of Wanda’s moans, the squelching of her arousal and the heavy uneven breaths from Y/N filled the room.

“Are you close, baby girl?” Carol cooed as she moved away from Y/N and approached the two on the bed.

“So close.” She answered as Nat smirked.

“Beg for it.” She growled as Wanda whimpered.

“Please, please let me cum.” She whined pathetically as she soon bit her lip harshly. “Please.” She whispered in a broken voice. “I need it.” Carol smiled as her hand ran up and down Wanda’s back, her other hand moving to grip her jaw, forcing her to look in her eyes.

“Cum for me sweet girl.” She told her before pressing her lips to hers, muffling to sounds coming from Wanda as she came hard on Nat’s finger. “Good girl.” She smiled before she pulled Wanda from Nat’s lap, forcing her to stand on unsteady legs as she pushed Nat to lay down. “Use your sweet mouth for me.” She caressed Wanda’s cheek. “Make her cum.”

Wanda did as she was told, moving Nat’s legs over her shoulders, diving straight in as she licked a strip through her folds, making her moan as Carol walked behind Wanda, massaging her ass as she soon pulled her hand away and brought it back to the soft flesh harshly.

“Fuck.” Nat groaned as Wanda was pushed further into her, the vibrations of Wanda’s moans sending vibrations through her, adding to her pleasure.

“Uh.” Wanda mewled as Carol pushed her fingers inside her, thrusting three fingers in and out at a steady pace. All Y/N could do was watch as the were painfully hard, ready to combust at any moment.

“You see, Wanda here is craving something more than what Nat or I can give her.” Carol told them as she smirked at Y/N’s state, ready to go feral if they were untied. “She wants to bear a child.” She turned her attention back to Wanda briefly. “And you can give that to her. A baby for our little pet.” She taunted as Nat screamed as she came, squirting as Wanda couldn’t stop as she was reaching her own high. “Will you do that if I untie you or will you run?” She increased her pace as Wanda soon became a mess as she remained between Nat’s thighs. “I think your primal need to procreate will overcome you previous desire to flee.”

“Just get me free.” They growled as Carol tutted, approaching them and forcing her fingers inside their mouth, smirking as they moaned at Wanda’s taste on them. Once she removed them from their mouth, she slapped them hard across the cheek, sure enough to leave a mark.

“Don’t. Disrespect. Me.” She growled, enunciating each word as she gripped their jaw. Nat was already moving from the bed to the sofa as Wanda lay on her back, her legs spread as she waited for Y/N. “Once I untie you.” She held up a knife that was situated on the drawers beside her. “You will fuck Wanda, fill her as many times as she needs it.” She smirked at them as their eyes never left the blade. “Or I will stab you, but not before I cut off your little friend here.” She spoke as she grazed their thigh with the sharp edge of the blade. “So we need you to behave.”

She released them, soon pulling them to their feet and pushing them towards the bed, Wanda watched as they approached her with her lip between her teeth, her eyes watching their every movement as they soon became eye level. Sensing some nerves within them as she wrapped her leg around their waist.

“Fuck me.” She told them, looking in their eyes. “Hard.” Both Nat and Carol watched as Y/N soon pushed their lips together in a hard kiss, their hands roaming her body roughly as she soon moaned. Allowing them to move their kisses down her jaw to her neck, grazing her skin with their teeth. Her hands rested on their shoulders as they soon inserted their length. Wanda gasped at the sudden intrusion, her nails digging into their skin as they thrust their hips at a fast pace, pulling all of the way out before slamming themselves back inside of her.

“Fuck.” The four of them gasped in unison, both Nat and Carol had their clits rubbing against the other on the sofa as they watched the other two on the bed, the bruises forming on both of their bodies as Y/N fucked Wanda as she wanted. Wanda screamed as she squirted beneath Y/N who soon came, filling her up. Soon Nat and Carol followed shortly as their juices mixed together. Y/N remained inside of Wanda as both Nat and Carol got their robes, heading towards the door as Y/N and Wanda remained still on the bed, both fast asleep as the two locked the door behind them, smirks on their faces at the thought of their new pet.

“Are you sure they won’t escape?” Nat questioned as the two sat down with a glass of wine.

“They have nowhere to go, the world already thinks that Y/N Y/L/N is dead.” Carol smirked as she glanced out of the window over the now sleeping city. “So we may as well enjoy our new pet.” The two clinked their glasses before finishing the bottle as the other two remained sleeping in each other’s arms.

[lizziee-olseen]

Sweet Bunny

Wanda maximoff x Hybrid female reader

Summary:Your mother always told you to be careful in the forest for hybrid hunters, but you never believed her until one of them caught you

Warnings:The tags will be added by starting the story ;)

Note:English is not my mother tongue so if I’m wrong don’t hesitate to tell me;) The chapters will be added here in the future ;)

[lesbian-smart-water]

Subby!Wanda try to be a brat but didn't even survive a second.

sweet babygirl would say one bad word to you and immediately break down when she sees your face.

"no no no i'm a good girl. i promise. i'm still your good girl. don't be mad."

and like, all she did was say "damn it" so you really weren't even mad. but seeing her fix her own mistakes for you just has you feeling some type of way like- maybe you should punish her? maybe she is your good girl but you know she can be so much better.

[dorabledewdroop]

Ngl I don’t even remember writing this??

Pretty little brat

I wanted to write a nice short story smut but my mom is staring at me from across the rooms so I'm pretending to work.

Warning: Smut, thigh riding, fingering, cunnilingus, multiple orgasms.

X--X--X--X--X

I just wanted to write about how Reader comes home to find grumpy Wanda.

Upon asking what their kitten wants for dinner all Wanda replies with is a huff and cold states that she'll be having macaroni and cheese.

"That's not the healthiest thing, kitten. How about we have something more nutritious? Vegetable lasagna sound good?" you ask, reigning in your frustration.

It was well known that you weren't the most patient person in the world and that if Wanda pushed you too hard, she'd have trouble sitting for weeks.

This time, however, Wanda didn't seem to care.

"I don't give a fuck about what's nutritious or not. I said I want Mac and cheese so you'll make me some fucking Mac and cheese." Wanda replied loudly.

Snap

You grabbed her by her collar and shoved her against the wall. You felt her breath hitch.

"Colour?" You asked

"Green" She whispered breathlessly. The gorgeous forest green of her eyes almost completely gone.

"Good girl for being honest" You whispered, nibbling at her earlobe.

You stepped back.

"Bedroom. Now." You commanded.

Within a second Wanda ran towards the bedroom, you decided to ignore how she practically skipped into the bedroom.

You waited in the hall, deciding to clean up the kitchen a little.

Eventually you strolled to the bedroom. You smirked upon seeing Wanda completely bare, sitting on her ankles with her palms against her thighs. Her eyes remained on the floor. Good. She knew she fucked up.

She looked at you innocently causing you to scoff.

You walked up to her, grabbed her throat and squeezed lightly. Smirking as you saw her eyes flutter and breath become shallower.

"You worthless little slut." You spat. "Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?"

She had the audacity to look at you in the eye and whisper "You"

Raising an eyebrow you threw her backwards. You slowly removed your clothes, leaving you in your lingerie. You noticed Wanda staring at your chest and not-so-subtly trying to rub her thighs together.

You slapped the fleshy part of her inner thigh causing Wanda to yelp.

"Shut up" you fumed

"If you act like a brat. Then I will treat you as such." You said, sitting down on the bed.

"Over my lap. Now" you commanded

She bent over, you almost groaned at the sight. God she was already dripping.

"Look at you making a mess on my thighs. You must have been so needy the entire day? Is that why you're acting like a brat? Because mommy wasn't there to take care of you?" You asked, rubbing those delicious cheeks. She merely whimpered

You slapped her ass causing her to yelp.

"Speak when spoken to, slut." You spat.

"Yes mommy" she said.

"Full sentences" You ordered.

She took a deep breath and continued "I'm sorry for acting bratty, mommy. I was a desperate little slut. Your desperate little slut. I acted out because I was needy and mommy wasn't here to take care of me. I'm so sorry mommy, please punish me for being bad. I'm sorry " You noticed her voice cracked as she finished her confession.

Immediately you had her straddle your thigh and your heart broke as you saw her defeated expression

You cupped her face with both your hands as you slowly stroked her cheeks. Unshed tears finally came out.

"You're not a bag girl, my love" you cooed. "Never a bad girl".

She looked at you uncertainly.

"A bratty pain in my ass? Sure" You continued.

She chuckled.

Looking at her adoringly, you slowly leaned in for a kiss. Humming softly, she kissed you back. You deepened the kiss as her arms wrapped around your neck, pulling you closer. You licked her lips asking for permission, one she readily gave. Your tongues fought for dominance for a while. Apparently her attitude not completely gone, something you whole heartedly loved. That fire within her was something you craved. Eventually, like always, you won. She moaned as she shifted slightly. When air became necessary you pulled back to see her hooded eyes looking at you. You didn't fail to notice the way her hips were slowly moving against your thigh. Smirking as a plan began to form in your head. You looked her in the eye and kissed her cheek. Grabbing her hips and pulling her down on your thigh harder.

She let out a surprised moan.

"Go ahead and make yourself feel good for mommy" You urged.

Nodding her head she moved her hips faster, grunting and panting.

A few moments later she tensed, her rhythm erratic. However she didn't slow down. Groaning she looked at you desperately.

"What's wrong baby? Can't make yourself cum without mommy's help?" you asked with faux sympathy.

Biting her lip she continued to rut against your thigh but nodded weakly.

You tilted your chin upwards, letting go of your grip on her hips. Try as she might, she wasn't able to maintain the rhythm and she looked at you pleadingly.

Smirking you gave a simple command. "Beg."

Immediately she spoke "Please mommy, please make me feel good. I can't cum without your help. Please mommy I'll be your good girl. I won't be a brat ever again just let me cum please"

Not bad, you thought.

You grabbed her hips and started dragging them along your thigh. She let out a breathy moan. You continued, slowly increasing the pace.

Her moans got louder and louder, her hands gripped your shoulder tight enough that you knew it'd leave marks the very next day.

The moment you angled her hips a little differently and tensed your thigh, she let out a shriek. Cumming all over your thigh. Not stopping until she stopped moving against you.

"Thank you mommy" She slurred, resting her head against your shoulder.

You let out a chuckle. "Oh darling girl, we've just begun"

Her eyes shot open at that, arousal already pooling deep in her belly.

You laid her down gently against the bed and slowly kissed her. She hurriedly removed your bra and panties.

"Someone's desperate for another" you noted.

She looked at you sheepishly "just wanna feel you" She mumbled.

You smiled. "Then feel me, you will."

You pressed your body against hers and slowly kissed up and down her neck. She let out a gasp as you kissed a particularly sensitive point. Her nails dug into your back as you inched lower, slowly paying attention to her breasts. A particular tug on her nipple caused her to let out a filthy moan.

"Please mommy" She pleaded. "Taste me, please"

You hummed in approval as you made your way down further.

Finally you witnessed her glorious wetness. You groaned as you licked a stripe up her pussy. She let out a loud whine, begging for more.

You slowly inserted your tongue inside her.

"Yes. Oh my fucking god yes. fuck. that feels so good" She breathed as you fucked her with your tongue, occasionally curling your tongue.

She let out a pornographic moan when you moved to suck her clit. Her hands gripping the sheets as her eyes squeezed shut.

You quickly inserted two fingers inside her and curled them against that sweet spot.

"FUCK. YES" She screamed, her back arched and her eyes rolling back.

She started babbling about not wanting you to ever stop as you increased your pace. The bed moving with how hard you were fingering her.

Her moans turned to screams the closer she got.

You knew she was at the precipice when her entire body tensed. You also knew what she was waiting for.

"Come for me, baby" You said and dove back to suck and lick her clit.

Her body shuddered, hips canting up as she let out screams of your name.

When she finally came down, you kissed her pussy gently, causing her to jerk a little.

You leaned forward and kissed her lips, she hummed against you as she tasted herself.

"Come on baby, let's have a bath." You said gently

She merely whined and cuddled further into you.

"Can't feel m'legs" she mumbled against your neck.

You chuckled.

"5 more minutes and then I'll pick you up and we'll relax in the bath, okay?"

She hummed in agreement and somehow managed to nuzzle further into you.

God the things you would do for this girl.

X--X--X--X--X

This is my first ever time writing detailed smut!

Please let me know how I did!

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[natsarrownecklacx]

Addictive Pt. Two

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Word Count: 894

Summary: Y/n is addicted to making her girlfriend moan and she’ll do anything to drag as many different kinds of moans from her as she can.

Warnings: Smut, minors DNI this fic is NOT for you. Fingering, Mommy kink, begging, subby Wanda, allusion to punishment, choking

Part One

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“No.” Wanda cries out, desperation swimming in her green eyes as she looks up at you pleadingly.

“Please, Mommy. I was good and I was so close.”

A pout falls over your lips as you look at her. Tears of pure desperation track down her cheeks and rest heavy on her lashes. Her eyes are wide, her pupils blown out. God she looks just perfect.

Unconsciously you move your hand back between her legs and begin rubbing slow circles around her puffy, abused clit.

Instinctively Wanda moves to rest her head back on your shoulder, cute little moans already slipping past her lips.

Only her pretty green eyes aren’t on you anymore and you can’t have that. Using your other hand you take her jaw in your hold and gently force her to look back at you. “Keep those big doe eyes on me, baby.” You tell the girl, moving your fingers down to dip into her soaking hole when you see her bite her lip and nod at your command.

A deep moan falls past the brunette’s lips, feeling your fingers inside her again. A quiet “mommy please” falls from her lips and you know you have her where you want her.

An idea pops into your head, making a borderline evil grin take over your face. “Mommy’s sorry for teasing you, angel.” You coo, giving her your best fake sympathy voice. “You're right, you’ve been such a good girl for me. You deserve to cum.”

Bringing your lips down to suction against her pulse point you rest the heel of hand against her bundle of nerves, allowing her to grind into it. Your other hand occupies itself by groping her chest gently, knowing exactly how to work her up.

“Agh!” Wanda cries out in pleasure, the whites of her eyes the only part visible. “Feels so- so good, Mommy.”

“I know, angel.” You sooth the girl, picking up the pace of your fingers inside her. Your gentle touches on her breast turn to rough, greedy groping, causing Wanda’s hand to fly up to her mouth in an attempt to quiet her moans and cries of pleasure.

“No, sweetheart.” You lightly scold the girl, pulling her hand away from her mouth. “Let me hear your pretty noises sweet girl.” You coo, looking into her eyes and fucking your fingers into her at a much faster rate now.

Wanda whines, balling her hands into the sheets beneath her. Her hips buck wildly into your hand, grinding her clit against the heel of your hand as she does so.

“Someone’s getting a little too excited.” You lightly mock the girl, pinching and pulling her nipple as you do. “Do I have to get the restraints baby?” You taunt the girl, feeling her clench desperately around your fingers.

“No. No.” Wanda shakes her head rapidly, determined to come. If she plays her cards just right she will, even if she has to trick you into it. Just another few thrusts and she’ll come, she’s almost there.

“I’ll be good. I’ll be good, Mommy. Please don’t stop.”

“It’s okay baby. Mommy’s not gonna stop.” You lie to her, knowing damn well that the second you feel her coming around you you’ll pull away from her.

A whimper falls past Wanda’s lips. One that tells you exactly how close to straddling the line of pain and pleasure she is. She’s quickly growing overwhelmed with the feeling of your fingers inside her.

“Mommy.” She whines, in an attempt to tell you how overwhelmed she’s becoming, following one of the boundaries you have set for yourselves.

“I know, baby. Mommy knows.” You soothe her, moving your lips down to cover over hers.

Your fingers pull out of her almost entirely, only to push back in again roughly causing the brunette to gasp into your mouth. You take the opportunity to slide your tongue into your mouth, moaning at the taste of her. Wanda greedily sucks on your tongue, using you as a distraction from the unbearable pleasure between her legs.

Your hand playing with her chest trails up to her neck, squeezing lightly. The action sends a shot of hot arousal straight to the witch’s stomach, the coil inside her tightening further.

“Mommy!” Wanda gasps, her crazed way of telling you she’s close to coming.

You smirk to yourself, burying your head into the crook of her neck. “Shh, pretty baby.”

Wanda’s thighs shake and threaten to close. “Ah, ah, angle. Keep those pretty legs open for me.”

It only takes a few more thrusts of your fingers for Wanda to fall apart. Mindlessly she grabs your wrist in her hand, holding it in place and closing her thighs around you.

She must be out of her mind with desperation to pull a stunt like that. There’s no way she would have done that if she was in her right state of mind. Nevertheless she did break one of your rules and now she has to be punished.

“Oh god, fuck.” She moans, riding out her high on your fingers.

You fuck into her faster, tightening your hold on your neck. You want her to enjoy this feeling, to prolong her high for as long as you can. To give her this last moment of pleasure. Because you know that the second she comes down you’ll torture her for hours.

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A/n- I tried to post this two weeks ago and the tags messed it up, any mistakes are just being left there cause I got to frustrated with it not posting properly

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

The Pain is Temporary

Wandanat x fem!reader

Word count: 799

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, period sex, Natasha has a cock, magical elements, body pain/discomfort, breeding kink, blood mentioned

Authors notes: I hope I did this justice

Your stomach had been twisting in knots all day, cramps making every breath feel like an effort. You’d been curled up on the couch, wincing every time the pain flared up. Wanda and Natasha had been especially attentive, checking in on you, bringing you snacks, water, and plenty of heating pads. But no amount of care seemed to soothe the discomfort in your belly.

Wanda, ever the empath, picked up on the frustration hidden beneath your groans. She knelt in front of you, her hand gently resting on your thigh, her thumb tracing soft circles over the fabric of your shorts. "Sweetheart," her voice was a soothing balm. "We know how bad it’s been today. Let us help." Her eyes glistened with an almost mischievous warmth.

Natasha, who’d been sitting beside you, pulled you into her lap effortlessly, the heat of her body a welcomed contrast to the ache deep inside. “You know we can make you feel better,” Natasha’s voice was lower, a commanding tone that had your pulse quickening despite the pain. Her lips brushed against the shell of your ear as she spoke, her breath hot. “You just have to let us take care of you.”

Your body tensed for a second, unsure if this was what you needed right now. But the way Wanda’s fingers began to tease the hem of your shorts, while Natasha’s strong hands held you securely in place, made you reconsider. They had this way of turning every discomfort into pleasure.

Wanda’s lips found yours, soft and patient, easing you into the moment. Natasha’s hands, now stroking your sides, were grounding you, their touch a promise of what was to come.

“Relax, detka,” Natasha whispered, her hand slipping under your shirt to rub slow, soothing patterns along your lower back. Her thumb pressed into a particularly sore spot, and you moaned, feeling a rush of relief and something else entirely. "We’ve got you."

Wanda’s hand slid lower, fingertips grazing over your sensitive skin, pulling your shorts down just enough to let her slip her fingers inside. The pressure was just right, just what you needed. You bucked against her touch involuntarily, your body seeking out the relief she promised.

Natasha smirked against your neck, her voice dripping with affection and hunger. "Let go, sweetheart. We know exactly what you need."

Wanda looked up her eyes on you then flicking back to Natasha. A thought crosses her face that Natasha recognizes right away.

Suddenly you're being moved so Tasha's throbbing cock can come out and Wanda is helping you out of your shorts and panties.

You looked down and could see the blood on the pad you'd put on and on your inner thighs.

“A-are you sure Tasha? I-Im all–” you start but they both know where you're going with it.

“Bloody? We know. That's the point. Trust us Detka. It works on Wanda for hers.” Tasha reassures you as a blush creeps over your face.

“Just let Tasha fuck you good.” Wanda cups your cheek that you lean into, nuzzling. You look up at her and nod.

Tasha slowly pulls you onto her hard cock. Moans slipping out of you as she bottoms out into you.

Wanda moves closer, a wave of her hand and a moan out her lips lets you know exactly what she's done. She's enchanted Natasha’s cock so she can feel it too.

They worked in perfect sync—Wanda's fingers slipping over your clit, rubbing gentle circles, while Natasha's cock pistons in and out of you, both their lips grazing the sides of your neck, murmuring sweet praises and encouragement. The pain that had been tormenting you all day started to melt away, replaced by a slow, building pleasure.

Wanda's fingers dipped lower, her touch becoming more insistent. "Does that feel better, baby?" she asked, her lips brushing against your cheek, breath warm and teasing. You could only nod, your body already trembling under their combined attention.

The way they worked together had you seeing stars. The tension in your stomach was no longer from the cramps, but from the overwhelming pleasure they were both giving you.

It didn't take long before you were falling apart in their arms, your body arching as your release washed over you, every muscle in your body relaxing in a way it hadn’t all day.

“Fuck cumming…I'm gonna fill you milaya…” you nod dumbly and feel the hot white liquid mix with the red liquid inside of you.

You feel Wanda clenching onto you while she trembles, a sure sign that she's cum.

As you collapsed against Natasha, breathless and content, Wanda pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. "Better?"

You could only nod, the tension from earlier completely gone. Natasha chuckled, wrapping her arms tighter around you. "Good girl."

[yelenasdiary]

Subby!Wanda being all shy and nervous about having sex with you for the first time after having the boys because she thinks she isn't pretty with the extra weight, but you love every bit of her and shower her in compliments and praise until she's a mess beneath you repeating the compliments back about herself.

Pretty Little Mess

Pairing:  Wanda Maximoff x GN! Reader

Summary:  Wanda opens up about her recent stresses

Smut, Fluff & Tiny Angst. 18+ ONLY! Minors & Men, DNI!!

Warnings: Sub! Wanda, Dom! Reader, Use of Strap On (W Receiving), Oral (W Receiving), Mentions of Body Image Insecurities | 1.2K

AC: Thank you for sending this! I am so sorry for the delay in posting this, I hope you enjoy this soft smutty fic! X

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"Honey, are you ready?" You called out after closing the front door. You'd just dropped the twins off at Clint's house for the night. It was the first date night in months, with the twin's first birthday coming up in a little over a month, you were able to convince Wanda that the boys would be okay a night away from their parents so the two of you could enjoy a little with each other. This night had been circled on the calendar for weeks and you'd made reservations at Wanda's favorite restaurant. 

You wandered upstairs when Wanda didn't reply to your call out, she'd basically locked herself in the bedroom all afternoon trying on outfits. You knocked softly on the door, "Baby, you in there?" You asked. Wanda opened the door with slightly red and puffy eyes, you frowned with worry. 

"Wands, are you okay? What is it honey?" you asked. She shook her head, "it's nothing, I'll be down in a few minutes" She tried her best to give you a smile, but you could see something was troubling her. 

"We're not going anywhere until you talk to me love" you replied, making your way into the bedroom. It was a mess; clothes were thrown everywhere, and her side of the wardrobe was practically empty. One thing Wanda admired most about you was the way you always put her and the boys above anything. She knew you'd been excited for date night since the moment she agreed to let the boys stay at the Barton's for the night and the last thing she wanted to do was ruin that for you. 

"It's nothing" Wanda assured you as she picked up a deep red dress from the floor. You gently stopped her from taking any further steps away from you, cupping her right cheek. "Honey, if you're worried about the boys, I promise you they will be fine. We can give Clint a call when we get home" you said, trying to assure her of her worries. Wanda smiled softly, "it's not that my love" she replied. 

"What is it?" You asked. 

Wanda stepped back and took a seat on the edge of the bed, her hands in her lap while her head hung low. "We're going to go dinner and have a wonderful time and then we're going to come home and things will get heated and I'm just worried th-" she paused as tears filled her eyes. You kneeled down in front of her, gently lifting her head up to wipe her tears, "it's okay love, I'm listening" you assured her. 

Wanda took a moment to gather her emotions, "I'm worried you won't find me as attractive as you did before we had the boys" she confessed, "I've put on a bit of extra weight, I have stretch marks and I just don-"

You cut her off by kissing her deeply, looking her in her big green eyes as you pulled away, "don't you ever think even for a second that I don't find you attractive. Wands, you've never looked more beautiful and I'm not just saying that. You gave birth to our beautiful boys, and I love everything about you" you spoke before kissing her once more, "and I am going to spend the night showing you exactly what I love about you" you added.

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Your tongue swirled around Wanda's clit while your hands ran up and down between her inner thighs, her soft moans grew more and more the closer she got to her orgasm only for you to pull back at the last possible second. 

"Baby! Please stop teasing me" Wanda whimpered as you ran your fingers through her wet folds. "You know what to say darling" you replied as you looked up at her, the tip of your index finger ever so slightly brushing over her clit. You kissed up her body, slowly, making sure to kiss every single stretch mark on her stomach and hips, "until you see just how beautiful and sexy you are, you're not cumming darling" you said between kisses. 

Wanda moaned softly when she felt the tip of your strap brush against her pussy, your lips traveling further up her body until you reached her lips. Wanda cupped your face as you slowly grinded your strap against her to tease her even more, "say it baby, tell me how beautiful you are" you whispered before kissing her deeply once more. 

"I'm" Wanda started as your lips moved to her neck once again, sucking lightly as her hands roamed your naked back. "I'm…beautiful" she finally repeated back to you. A proud smile tugged at your lips before you gently pulled back to look at your wife once again, "say it again" you said while you lined your fake cock up with her throbbing pussy. 

Wanda couldn't help the redness that grew in her cheeks as she laid beneath you, "I'm beautiful" she repeated. 

"And what?" You asked, slowly pushing your strap inside her. 

"A-and strong" she moaned as you stretched her out. "Keep going darling, you're doing so well for me baby" you replied. 

You waited for Wanda to adjust to your new strap and size before you began to thrust into her. Every time she complimented herself you would thrust deeper, her moans got louder causing her to stutter her words. Her fists were full of the bed sheet, gripping them tightly as you thrusted in and out of her, your lips made sure to cover her with light hickies while she struggled to word each compliment. 

"You're doing so well for me angel, look at you!" You pulled back to watch her new favorite toy sliding effortlessly in and out of her soaked pussy, "you're taking me so fucking well darling. My beautiful will little toy" you praised her before bringing your thumb to rub tight circles around her clit. 

'G'nna cum, p-please!" Wanda moaned as she watched the actions of your thumb. 

"Yeah? Promise me you're never going to forgot how beautiful you are" you looked at her, thrusting a little deeper. 

"I p-pr-promise!" Wanda moaned once more, throwing her head back, "p-please baby!" She added. 

"Go on beautiful, make a pretty little mess for me" you replied as you leant down, taking one of her nipples into your mouth as she came. Your name leaving her lips as her orgasm took over her body never got old. You fucked her slowly through her high, her legs wrapped around your waist to keep you in place while your lips began to travel back to her lips before you kissed her deeply. 

"I mean it darling, you're so, so beautiful! Inside and out and I promise to make sure you never forget that, even for a second" you spoke softly after you pulled out of her and laid beside her, pulling her close as you wrapped your arms around her. Wanda sunk into your hold; light tears filled her eyes. 

"I love you so much my love" she replied as she brought the back of your hand to her lips, giving your bare skin a peck. 

"I love you more than you will know" you whispered back.

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Ugh the urge to cuddle Wanda and treat her like the precious little baby she is

𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 / subby!wanda headcanons

babygirl wanda who has to be in your lap at all times. needs to nuzzle into your chest, feel your warmth and your scent. it's more than a common occurrence at the avengers compound to see you and wanda entangled on the couch, or an armchair. she constantly needs to feel your strong arms around her waist, playing with her tummy or tracing patterns on her thighs.

wanda likes the fact that you're so much bigger than her, that when she's in your lap you so easily engulf her. when her head is tucked under your chin, watching tv. absent-mindedly kiss up her neck, or let your big hands grope her tits — poor babygirl gets so flustered and messy, feel her panties get sticky when you touch her offhandedly like she's your property and the both of you know it. 

babygirl wanda who steals your clothes. it's far too big for her, obviously, but she loves your smell and your comfort and everything about you. be it old military jackets, or worn band shirts, or vintage leather jackets — wanda'll wear it. your clothes are hers. when she feels especially naughty, like the little brat she is, she’ll strip down to her cute little panties and put on one of your shirts, then sit on the bed with her legs spread and wait for you to come back home. if she feels like teasing, maybe wanda will even send you a little photo of her all dolled up for you. it’s the most effective way to get you riled up, wanda is well aware, and it never fails. all she wants is you.

babygirl wanda who can be such a brat. wearing a sundress and no panties and sitting on your lap with an innocent smile. she knows you’re not concentrating on the mission debrief anymore, even as hard as you try to keep a straight face. just furrowing your brows as she squirms happily in your lap, rubbing her cute cunt all over your clothed thigh. because she knows, that the only reason you’re not fucking her senseless is because the other agents are still in the room. and that when the debrief is over, she’s going to be in for a wild ride of a punishment. babygirl wanda finding the naughtiest methods to get your attention just so she can get punished.

babygirl wanda being a possessive, easily-jealous little thing over you. if any other woman so much as stares at you for too long, wanda gets so jealous. she’s all pouty, trying to drag you away as you try to continue basic conversation. babygirl doesn’t give a fuck about social etiquette if she gets the inkling that someone’s trying to take you away from her. will so much as jump into your arms if she wants, to make it clear that she’s yours, and no one else will ever take her place. glaring at the poor woman who just wanted to do her job, sticking her tongue out behind their back as you sigh. you have to spend a good minute after that consoling your babygirl, reminding her once again, that you’re hers, and she’s yours, and nothing will ever change that. you bake peanut butter cookies for her, and suddenly wanda’s all bubbly again.

babygirl wanda who just wants to drown in you, all of you. and in turn, you might just want to drink her all up, too.

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[hopelesslygaysstuff]

Okay we’ve talked about subby Wanda who wants it sooo bad because she’s baby but what about subby Wanda who needs a firm hand to guide her into sub space because she’s been so strong for so long she can’t let go easily??

Like I’m thinking of the edit you rebloged where you said you wanted to tie her up and like idk surprise her enough for her to feel comfortable giving up control sounds hot

OOOh yes subby Wanda who wants to submit to you but she thinks she's incapable of allowing herself to do so!!!

Subby Wanda who finally feels her thoughts fade when you wrap your hand around her throat, your eyes locked on hers as she nods. Her strong walls crumbling instantly the second you maneuver her onto her knees.

By the time her walls start repairing themselves, she's already tied on the bed, her limbs trapped as you place a vibrator against her protruding clit, her juices soaking the toy instantly.

You remind her of her safeword, then watch as her walls fall again and again as she cums, her muscles relaxing as her back arches for you. Her words come out in incoherent babbles, her face flushed and hair sticking to her forehead and neck.

Her eyes are glazed, looking up at you with absolute adoration and trust. Her mouth slack as you place your fingers between her lips and tell her to suck like the good girl she is.

GOD I need subby Wanda who finally lets her guard down around me as i help her into that nice subspace that she craves

[oizysian]

Yooo can't remember, are your requests open? If so may I request a fic for the following prompt? Totally cool if you're not interested in the prompt or don't want to write it or anything (Also sorry if none of this makes sense, I'm a little floaty 🍃 trying to go to sleep)

Actress!Wanda at a comic con (specifically Wanda, not Elizabeth, pls) or something and R is in line for autographs. Maybe the person in front of her has a magazine photo of Wanda in a bikini at a beach, and he is asking her to sign it in a rather sleazy way, and Wanda makes a bit of a face but does it anyway. R is next, and word vomit apologizes or something for his behavior and swears she would never try to view Wanda in that way, and says most fans arent like that. Wanda, amused but also finding R attractive asks her "what if I wanted you to view me that way?"

And R's brain just sort of shuts down but she wants to make Wanda happy so she's just like "oh. I guess. If that.. makes.. you.. happy..?" And Wanda is super amused by how clearly subby R is.

It doesn't have to go anywhere, my floaty brain just said "here, have this".

Sexiest Woman of the Year | Wanda Maximoff

Pairing: Actress!Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: man pig, secondhand embarrassment

Word count: ~660

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I couldn’t believe I was finally going to meet THE Wanda Maximoff. I was beyond excited. She was my favorite actress and I came to this con just to see her.

I had been standing in line for a while now, but my excitement kept me from complaining about my aching feet or my tired legs.

I had an action figure, in the box, for her to sign - one of her characters from her most famous movie where she played a kick ass superhero that did backflips and saved the world from evil.

I kept wiping my sweaty palms on my pants as I waited, my stomach and my heart felt as though they were going to explode.

“And she looks super fucking hot in this picture.” I heard the guy in front of me telling the guy ahead of him.

I tried not to pay attention, but his words were so disgusting and we were so close to meeting her, I was getting secondhand embarrassment.

He stepped up to the table where she smiled brightly at him, taking the photo from him and looking down at it.

“This is the hottest photo of you.” He told her and my face went red with anger and embarrassment.

“Thank you.” She said awkwardly, uncapping her pen and getting ready to sign it. “Who shall I make it out to?”

“Mike.” He responded, wiggling his eyebrows at her. “Your sexiest fan.”

“Yeah …” she smiled politely, biting back a grimace, signing the photograph and handing it back to him.

“Thanks!” He said as he took it back, looking it over before winking at her. “You deserved Sexiest Woman of the Year, Wanda.”

He walked off and I could’ve died right then and there. I almost felt like crying, I was so embarrassed.

I walked up to her, head bowed, afraid to look her in the eye after what just happened.

“Hi.” She greeted me sweetly and my head shot up, cheeks beet red.

“Hi, I’m really sorry about that guy - I swear not all of your fans are like that. He was super gross and I swear I’d never look at you like that.”

She stared at me for a moment before smiling, placing her chin in her palm and watching me carefully.

“What if I wanted you to look at me like that?”

If it was possible, my cheeks got redder. I felt the heat rise up to my ears and I was almost sure I misheard her. From the look on her face, I knew I had heard her correctly, and I stuttered before speaking.

“Oh. I-I guess if you … wanted me to … I could.”

She looked thoroughly amused at my answer, reaching her hand out for my action figure. I handed it over wordlessly and she signed it, giving it back carefully. She extended her hand towards me and I took it.

“I’m Wanda.” She said, as if I didn’t know.

“Y/N.”

“Y/N.” She took her pen and flipped my hand over, writing something on the back of it. “Give me a call sometime, Y/N.” She said with a wink.

My mind completely froze as I looked down at the digits on my hand. Wanda Maximoff just gave me her number. Oh my god.

“Yes ma’am.” I said before I could stop myself and she smiled widely at me.

“That’s a good girl.”

My face burned for the hundredth time today and she gave my hand a squeeze before letting go. I took my action figure in both hands and mustered up a smile, my nerves absolutely out of control at this point - I didn’t know if I was going to be sick or pass out. She winked at me and I nearly fainted right there, taking my signed figure and scurrying off, her giggles the last thing I heard as the events of the past ten minutes replayed in my head endlessly.