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scarletwitchproperty · 11 days ago

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

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Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal x Wanda Maximoff

Words: 3.8k

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

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

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

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

‘’I did not!’’

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

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

‘’Rio?’'

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

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

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

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

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

‘’S-Stop that!’’

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

‘’Oh fuc-yes, yes I am but-‘’

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

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

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

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

‘’You’re welcome sweetheart!’’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘’No, you wouldn’t!’’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘’Make me.’’

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

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

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

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

“Okay bye! Love you!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“But- I want-“

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘’Your-yours!’’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

No. No, it couldn’t be.

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

Shit.

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

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