#wanda x natasha

[lalixlizzie]

Wanda: Wait, are you flirting with me?

Natasha: Have been for the past three years, but thanks for noticing.

[isthatmyjacket-covenofchaossq]

The first time Wanda touched the scar on Natasha's stomach, it was by accident. And she noticed how Natasha stiffened and seemed to shrink, as if she wanted to hide. She didn't know the history of that scar until then.

Of any of her scars, to tell the truth. That would come with time. With long nights lying under the sheets, with the lights off and only the moonlight coming through the window and casting some light into the room.

The second time she touched that same scar, it was with a devotion and a love that she didn't think she would ever be able to show.

Wanda stared into Natasha's eyes as she slowly lowered her lips, until she touched her skin. Until she kissed that scar. "I love every part of you. You're perfect just the way you are. And I don't need anything else, anyone else but you."

[delulu-with-wandanat]

(how I imagine) Wanda doing the "Watch my gf" trend.

Natasha, minding her own business whilst cleaning her gun in the common room. Wanda then enters the room with phone in front of her face.

Natasha: Hi, detka-

Wanda, setting down the phone: Hey guys, can you just watch my girlfriend for a sec, thanks.

Natasha:

Wanda, walks away:

Natasha looks back and forth at the phone and Wanda's disappearing figure.

Natasha: ...Wands, what's going on?

Wanda, from afar: I'll be right back, just watch my girlfriend!

Natasha: ???

Natasha, proceeds to clean her gun but awkwardly looking at the camera pointing at her.

Natasha, leaning forward: Is this recording?

Looks around awkwardly, unsure of what to do. Looks at gun in hand. Natasha, shows her gun like a beauty influencer showing a lipstick.

Natasha: This is a Glock 26, I take this on every mission. It's small but durable and-

[selfcestmovies]

the first time nat let her win

[ksandraxox]

Wanda always ending up on Nat's lap 🤔

[scarletwidowqueen]

Wanda and Natasha

[scarlethexelove]

Only Ours

𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: 𝐴𝑙𝑝ℎ𝑎!𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑁𝑎𝑡 𝑥 𝑂𝑚𝑒𝑔𝑎!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝐶𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 3295

𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: 𝑆𝑚𝑢𝑡, 𝑆𝑜𝑓𝑡 𝑆𝑒𝑥, 𝑃 𝑖𝑛 𝑉, 𝐾𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑁𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑦!𝑁𝑎𝑡, 𝐴 𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑛𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑦 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑘 (𝑁𝑎𝑡), 𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑔𝑒 (𝑁𝑎𝑡), 𝐺𝑎𝑔 (𝑁𝑎𝑡), 𝐶𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑒, 𝐶𝑢𝑚 𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝐿𝑜𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑚𝑢𝑡, 𝑂𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝐻𝑢𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑑, 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘.

𝑃𝑡 1, 𝘗𝘵 3

𝐴/𝑛: 𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑃𝑡 2 𝑜𝑓 𝑂𝑢𝑟 𝑂𝑚𝑒𝑔𝑎. 𝐴𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑡𝑜𝑏𝑒𝑟. 𝑃𝑜𝑜𝑟 𝑁𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑎��𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛, 𝐼 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒. 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑓𝑢𝑛 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠. 𝐼𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑚𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦.

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The morning sun filters in through the crack in the curtains. You can feel as a breath tickles the back of your neck. Slowly you blink your eyes open. The arms wrapped around you tighten as you're pulled in closer. “Good morning dorogaya.” Nat’s morning voice deep with sleep whispers in your ear. You can’t help the smile that spreads across your face. 

“Mmm morning Natty.” You mumble your hands moving to Nat’s. Her hands caressing your pregnant belly. Since she found out that you’re pregnant with hers and Wanda’s pups she has been absolutely obsessed with your belly. None of you expected that after your first heat with the alphas that you would become pregnant. Nonetheless you’re all excited to grow the pack and your family. 

Wanda was sent on an early morning mission leaving just the two of you. So as you lay in bed, the closeness of your other alpha brings a calmness to the room. You look at the clock on the bedside table and see that it’s nearly 9am. “Shit.” You move to try and get out of Nat’s hold but her hold tightens on you. You need to get to the bakery. With the pups coming in the future you need to prepare some new staff for your impending leave. “Natty, I need to get up.” 

Nat’s hands caress your swollen stomach more as she nuzzles into your shoulder. “Oh come on detka stay in bed with me.” You feel her hands wandering more and can tell her desire is growing. She moves a hand to grope at your breasts and a breathy moan tumbles from your lips. “I know you want to stay mega.” She mumbles against your shoulder. 

“Natty, I really have to get ready.” Your words come out as a whine. Nat pinches your nipple between her fingers. You’re breathing quickens as you push back against her. You can already feel as her cock hardens. “I-I ha-have to train new me-mega’s.” You can’t help but stutter out. Her menstrations on your body make it hard to deny the alpha. 

The hand that once was on your stomach trails down slipping into the panties you are wearing. Nat’s fingers swiping at your folds. “Oh mega do you need your alpha? Hmm need my cock in your needy hole?” Nat grinds against your ass as her fingers slip between your folds. “Oh so wet for me.” You let out a whine as your resolve crumbles. 

“Please Natty, I need you.” Nat smirks against the skin of your neck. She moves her hand back up to the waistband of your panties. She pushes them down around your thighs just giving her enough access before pushing her boxers down. Her hardened cock slapping against your ass. You grind back against her causing a moan to fall from the alpha’s lips. 

Nat lifts your leg slightly as she lines herself up with your entrance. She slowly pushes in until she is fully sheathed inside of you,  both of you letting out a groan. “Fuck still so tight mega. Perfect for my cock.” You push back grinding against her eliciting a moan from the alpha. She starts to slowly thrust her cock in and out as you push back to meet her thrust. Her hands start to wander your body lifting up the large shirt you slept in. Her hands cupping your perk breast in her hands. Fingers pinching your pebbled peaks. Moans tumbling from your lips. 

As Nat thrust her hips into yours, both of your moans fill the room. You can feel as her knot begins to form slamming against your entrance with every thrust. Every thrust angled perfectly to hit that spot deep inside of you. “Mm-Mmm fuck. Fe-Feels so good.” You stutter out. Nat lazily places kisses on your shoulder and neck. One of your hands moving behind you and gripping onto Nat’s ass. 

“So beautiful carrying our pups. Most perfect omega for your alphas.” Nat pants behind you as both of your orgasms grow. Her knot desperate to slip in and fill you. Your walls clamping around her length just as desperate to be filled. “Gonna fill you up detka. Having you leaking my seed all day.” Nat mumbles her thrust sloppy. 

With a few more thrust Nat’s knot slips in a loud moan ripped from your throat. Your orgasm crashing over you as white hot spurts of cum paint your walls. Your walls are suffocating her cock and milking her dry. Your nails dig into her ass causing her to moan against the skin of your neck as your juices coat her cock. “So good for me.” Nat mumbles grinding against you to prolong both of your orgasms. “Good girl.” 

You're both panting as Nat comes to a stop. Locked together until her knot goes down. Her hands glide back down to caress your stomach. You move to lace your fingers with hers content on your current position. “Fuck that was so good.” You're still breathing heavily as you press back into her wanting to be closer. 

Nat chuckles at you. “Just a little bit ago you wanted to get out of bed.” She teases and you sigh. 

“Sadly I still have to go to Natty. I don’t have a whole lot of time before the twins come.” You counter. You don’t want to leave this bed but you know you have to. You have too much to do before the pups come. 

When Nat’s knot finally goes down you let her slip out of you as you crawl out of bed. Your panties are still around your tights. You go to take them off but Nat clicks her tongue causing you to stop. You look at her with curiosity. “Put them back on detka.” Her voice is low as she watches you hesitate.

“Natty, I need to go clean up before work.” Your words almost come out a whine as you question what the alpha could want. But of course Nat has a thought. One that you might not be so fond of. 

Nat gets up stalking closer to you, she towers over you as you look up to her. She grabs your hips and pulls you closer. You can feel her cum is leaking out of you. “Mega pull up your panties.” You don’t argue as you do what she says. “I want you to feel as my cum leaks out of you for the rest of the day. The way it’s kept right there making you all needy for me when you get home.” 

You let out a whine. “But Natty. What if others can smell it.”

Nat shushes you as she sees the desperation in your eyes. “Good.” She growls. “That lets them all know that you are mine.” You feel a shiver down your spine at her possessiveness but it’s so hot. You nod and pull them all the way up, looking up at her for approval. “Good girl.”

You go and get ready for the rest of your day. You know it is going to be long but it’s what needs to be done. You come into the kitchen where Nat has coffee in her hand and a lunch packed for you on the counter. You smile at the gesture. “Will Wands be home tonight?” You ask.

“She should be home in a couple of hours detka.” Nat rounds the counter and comes over to you, mug still in hand. She leans down kissing you cheek. “Have a good day.” Her voice gets low and sultry as a shiver runs up your spine. She smirks seeing the reaction. “You smell devine mega.” 

Your feet and body ache as you make your way in the door. Dropping your bags vowing to pick them up later. You close your eyes as you take some deep breaths. “Welcome home malyshka.” Wanda’s voice fills your ears. Your eyes snap open, spotting your other alpha walking towards you with a smirk on her face. That can’t be good, you think to yourself. Especially when you’re normally greeted with a wide smile. She makes it to you, wrapping her arms around your waist. “How are you feeling sweetheart?” One of her hands moves to caress your stomach. “How are the pups?” 

A wide smile spreads across your face. “We are all good.”

Wanda nods. “That’s good malyshka.” You lean into her embrace feeling all the tension in your body melting away. You bury your face in the crook of her neck, and she kisses the top of your head. “You smell delicious mega.” She mumbles. You pull away a shocked look on your face. “Natty told me all about your morning together. Bedroom now sweet girl. It’s my turn now.” You nod and make your way quickly to the bedroom. 

You swing the door open but the sight in front of you has you frozen in your tracks. Nat sits in a chair in the middle of the room facing the bed. Her body is naked and tied down to the chair. Ropes wrapped around her arms and legs keeping them flush against the chair. Her boxers from this morning is being used as a gag and her cock painfully hard leaking precum. Her cheeks are tear stained as her eyes meet yours. 

Wanda comes up behind you placing her hands on your hips. She slowly walks the both of you into the room and kicks the door shut. “Like what you see detka?” Wanda whispers in your ear. You nod feeling heat pull in your lower abdomen. “Natty’s poor little mind showed how desperate she was for you mega. How she made our sweet girl late for work.” She hums in your ear. Her hand traveling down and slipping into your pants and then your panties. Her fingers explore you as you gasp. “Our poor omega. Natty left you just leaking all day long. Making sure that you were all desperate for her cock again. Let's show our alpha what being desperate really is like. Hmm sweet girl, how does that sound?” She turns you around kissing you harshly. You can’t help but moan into her mouth which she gladly swallows. “You’re going to ride me.” She mumbles against your lips as you feel the cold air on your heated skin. Your nipples pebbling to harden peaks from the unexpected cold air. You can see as the red dissipates around you, knowing that Wanda used her magic. 

Wanda pulls away walking to the bed. She positions herself in the middle, arms spread out with a cocky smirk on her face. Her cock standing tall and proud, precum leaking down from her tip. She beckons you over which you hastily move to. Climbing on the best you start to position yourself facing her. She clicks her tongue. “Face Natasha detka. You’re going to put on a show.” 

You nod. “Yes Wands.” You murmur as you turn around locking eyes with Nat. You can see her hips twitch watching you. Your naked form makes her inner alpha go wild, desperate to get ahold of you.  Wanda’s hands go to your hips and helps line you up to her cock. You slowly sink down on her. Your wetness combines with Nat’s cum making it easy for Wanda to slide in. “F-Fuck.” You gasp when your ass meets her thighs. 

Though Wanda is normally able to maintain control it already starts to falter. The way your walls squeeze her tight, Nat’s desperate tear stained face looking onto the scene. How her hips slightly jerks, desperate for some relief. Wanda can’t contain herself as she starts pulling you up before pulling you back down on her cock. She thrust up to meet you. 

You start to help bounce yourself on Wanda’s cock. Breathy moans escaping your lips as she fills you perfectly. Your desperation being sated as your alpha fills you. “Look at that Natty, our omega bouncing on my cock. She’s so desperate to be filled by me.” Her fingers dig into your hips. Nat starts to hump the air looking for some kind of friction, some relief. But she doesn’t find any as her eyes are trained on you. The way your breast bounce with every thrust of Wanda’s hips. How you look so beautiful with your swollen belly, pregnant with their pups. You can see the desperation in her eyes. “Detka, look how pathetic and desperate your alpha is. Her poor cock just wanting to fill you up but instead she gets to try and fuck the air while you ride my sweet cock.”

Your head falls back on Wanda’s shoulder as she thrusts up faster into you. She kisses and sucks reddish purple marks on your skin. Her fingers digging into the soft flesh of your hips. “F-Fuck Wands so-so good.” You stutter out. The faster you bounce the harder Wanda thrust up into you. You’re already so close to cumming and Wanda’s knot hasn’t even formed yet. “Pl-Please.” 

“Aww poor omega are you already ready to cum. Hmm you want to show Natty how good I fuck you.” You frantically nod at Wanda’s words. “Go on malyshka cum all over my cock.” With another thrust Wanda hits perfectly inside of you sending you over the edge. You cum coating her cock as your walls squeeze her. Your mouth opens in a silent moan and your legs tremble. But Wanda doesn’t stop there, her thrust never faltering, riding you through your first orgasm and pushing you towards another. 

Wanda’s knot finally starts to form from the way your walls suffocate her cock. The only sounds leaving your lips now are whimpers and moans. She is sending you quickly to another orgasm. “Detka look at Natty.” Wanda commands you. You snap your head back up. Your eyes raking over the form of your other alpha. You don’t know how but her cock looks even harder than before. The tip red and precum leaking all the way down her shaft. She continues humping the air wishing that you were on her cock. The tears of desperation are still falling. “Poor little Natty.” Wanda mumbles. 

You gasp as a particularly hard thrust from Wanda. Nat watching how Wanda’s cock disappears into you. How her knot is growing and slamming against your entrance. Your legs tremble on either side of Wanda’s. You're both so close. 

With another hard thrust Wanda’s knot slips into place. Your walls sucking her in as a low moan escaped her lips. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, take it. Take all my cum mega.” She ruts up into you and sends you over the edge. You cry out as your legs tremble and you cum harder than you think you ever have. Your walls desperately sucking Wanda in and milking her. You grind down as you ride out your high before slumping back into her. She wraps her arms around you and nuzzles your neck. “Good girl.” Wanda mumbles as you both pant hard. You close your eyes, relishing in the moment as you wait for Wanda’s knot to go down. 

What you don’t realize is that Wanda has released Nat from her confines; a silent conversation having happened as you try and recover. Nat stalks towards the bed, your eyes snapping open when you feel the bed dip. Your eyes meeting the desperate alpha. Wanda hooks her legs around yours keeping you spread open. Confusion crosses your face until Nat lays down between your legs. You let out a whine. “Sensitive.” But neither alpha listens. They know that if anything becomes too much that you have a safe word. 

Nat’s lips wrap around your clit and sucks harshley. You try to close your legs but Wanda uses her to keep them open. You then try to reach down and push Nat away and once again Wanda stops you. You whine out as Nat’s teeth scrape against your bundle of nerves. “Shhh detka let Natty have a turn she was so good. Can you do that for me?” Wanda’s tone is sweet. 

Nat swirls her tongue around causing you to buck your hips into her face. The pleasure bordering on pain. Wanda’s knot is still locking you together but that doesn’t stop the alpha. Nat moves her tongue down. Licking up your combined juices that escape. Her tongue starts to swirl around your entrance where you and Wanda are combined. The feeling makes you squirm. 

But then Nat does something you didn’t expect. She starts to push her tongue in beside Wanda’s cock. The feeling becomes overwhelming the more she pushes in. You whine as you're somehow able to release one of your hands from Wanda and grip Natasha’s hair. She lets out a moan as you tug, a burning sensation spreads throughout her scalp, but she doesn’t stop pushing her tongue in, the taste of your combined cum has her acting like a starved woman.

You tug her hair harder as you moan loudly. Wanda lets your other hand go as her hands find a place on your breast. She massages them and tweaks your nipples between her fingers. Nat’s hips move against the bed as she tries to get herself off. The friction of the bed and hearing your moans has her on the edge. Her knot growing despite not being inside of you. 

Though you're overstimulated you continue to grind into Nat’s face. The both of you are growing close to your release. Nat moans as her hips stutter against the bed. The vibrations send a shock of pleasure through you. Her nose presses perfectly against your clit. With a hard push of her tongue inside of you, your orgasm washes over you. You pull harshly at Nat's hair as your whole body trembles. An even more powerful orgasm shoots through you than before. “Ah-Ahhh.” You cry out your head falling back on Wanda’s shoulder. Your walls pulsing around Wanda’s length. The way your walls squeeze her knot has a few extra ropes of cum coating your insides, an unexpected orgasm for the alpha. Nat feeling you and Wanda cum against her lips has her cumming against the bed. Her hips grinding into the mattress with overwhelming pleasure. 

Nat still continues trying to lick you clean as you come down from your high. The pleasure now morphing into pain has you pushing her head away. This time she lets you, leaning her head against your still shaking thigh. She places kisses on the soft flesh. You’re panting harder than before, your body feeling absolutely exhausted. 

“Are you both okay?” Wanda asks behind you. One hand gently caressing your stomach the other running her fingers through Nat’s hair soothing her scalp. You let out a hmm along with Nat. “Are you sure? I didn’t take it too far?” You can hear the concern in Wanda’s voice.

You turn your head and kiss Wanda’s cheek. “I’m okay. Albeit a little sore.” You nuzzle her cheek letting her know that everything is fine. That you’re fine. 

“Never better.” Nat takes Wanda’s hand in hers and gently kisses it. “That was pretty hot.” Nat’s words has you all laughing. The room grows silent as you all calm down, waiting to finally be able to move again when Wanda’s knot goes down. Nat staying between your legs, her head on your thigh keeping you grounded to both women. 

When Wanda’s knot finally goes down she lets herself slip out of your abused hole. Both women are mesmerized as your combined cums leak out. It takes everything in them not to fill you up again but they know they need to let you rest. 

“Come on let’s get you two cleaned up.” Wanda hums. A perfect ending to a perfect night.

[nattysgirl]

She absolutely knew what she was doing

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

October 10 - Squirting

pairing: dom!WandaNat x sub!Reader

summary: Your girlfriends fuck you, and you squirt from the pleasure.

content warnings: squirting, slight overstimulation, strap-on, vibrator

word count: 1.2k+

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comments and reblogs are always appreciated! happy reading ♡

Red hair, green eyes, and an overwhelming sensation of pleasure. These were the only things you could think about, your vision swimming with black dots as your back arches. 

“Fuck, I-”

A light slap is delivered to your inner thigh. “Language, Detka.”

You inhale deeply, burying your head in the crook of Wanda’s neck. Her sweet vanilla scent wraps around your brain, and you kiss her neck as her hands resume their harsh fondling of your chest. 

Wanda is underneath you, her warm body sliding against yours with each thrust of Natasha’s hips. Your other girlfriend is pumping her strap deep inside you, causing your throbbing clit to bump against Wanda’s with every thrust. 

“Go faster, Natasha,” Wanda says, her voice commanding and causing your brain to go even fuzzier. Her fingers are strong, twisting and pinching your nipples as Natasha increases her pace. 

You can feel her fingers digging into your hips, pulling you back on her strap as she fucks you. Natasha is grunting, her voice low and raspy as she begins to speak. 

“Fuck, baby. You feel so good… no don’t muffle yourself, I want to hear your pretty little sounds while I fuck you dumb.” A hand finds your hair, wrenching your head away from the comfort of Wanda’s neck. 

Green eyes with blown pupils look back at you, a small smirk on Wanda’s face as she watches your eyebrows thread in pleasure, your mouth hanging open. A few whines escape you, before a particularly harsh thrust of Natasha’s hips causes a series of moans to claw their way from your throat.

“God you sound pathetic, all dumb and needy for me. Isn't that right? You just love being a little slut for us, don’t you, sweetheart. Say it.” 

You don’t respond right away, your head drooping slightly in Natasha’s grasp as you attempt to get some words out. Wanda’s eyes harden, her hand coming up to wrap around your throat, squeezing the sides as she raises an eyebrow. 

“Natasha asked you a question and gave you a command, sweetheart.”

Nodding quickly, you let out a small whimper at the sensation of Natasha’s strap sliding easily in and out of you. 

“Yes, I-” you cut yourself off with a moan, feeling Wanda’s warning squeeze when you don’t continue. “I love being your slut, thank you.”

The last few words are shaky and broken up with high-pitched whimpers as Natasha slams her hips against you. You can feel the tip of her strap reaching deep inside you, pleasurable bolts of pleasure causing your pussy to spasm around her. 

“Good job, pet. Why don’t you cum again as a reward?” Wanda’s voice is soft, and you look at her with pleading eyes. She tilts her head, “What, you don’t like Mommy’s reward?”

“No I love your reward I- it’s just- it feels too good,” you say, your voice soft as Natasha chuckles behind you. 

“It’s supposed to feel good, that means I’m doing something right.” 

“Why don’t I help you out,” Wanda says, reaching over towards the nightstand. You watch with wide eyes as another orgasm rises within you in response to Natasha’s harsh thrusts. Wanda’s fingers wrap around a red vibrator, and you moan at the thought. 

Bringing it over, Wanda clicks it on to a medium setting, smirking at you as she drags it over your nipples.

“When I put this on your desperate little clit, I want you to thank me, okay?”

“Yes, Mommy.”

Wanda smiles at that, moving the vibrator down to where Natasha’s strap is pumping deep inside you. You can feel your arousal leaking down your thighs and smearing all over your ass and Natasha’s hips with each thrust of her hips. 

The vibrator is placed directly on the tip of your clit, pressing down firmly and slipping around slightly from your slick arousal. 

Holy fuck does it feel good. 

“Thank you… mmphfffh. Fu- I mean… god it feels so good,” you moan out, feeling pleasure rising rapidly within you. 

The stimulation is almost too much to handle, your orgasm swelling as you hear Natasha breathing heavily behind you, her pace brutal. Wanda clicks the vibrator up again, the sensation causing your orgasm to finally tip over the edge. 

The pleasure is blinding, your body shaking as you feel your pussy clenching tightly around Natsha’s strap. She forces it deeper, hitting your oversensitive walls as the stimulation builds to an almost painful level. 

You can hear squelching sounds, her strap sliding out on accident. Natasha quickly slides it back in, rocking her hips forwards and drawing out your orgasm for as long as possible. 

“Holy shit, Wands… she squirted all over me.”

“Fuck, baby. Let me lick it all up.” Wanda begins to descend your body, letting your upper half collapse into the pillows as she positions her face beneath your dripping pussy. 

You know you must look like a drenched mess, but Wanda doesn’t seem to notice or care as she begins to eat you out fervently. You hear Natasha slide her strap into Wanda, and the bed begins to move as she begins to fuck her. 

Wanda’s tongue feels amazing against you, strong and sliding easily between your folds. She swirls it around your clit before sucking it into her mouth gently, your hips rutting against her face slightly at the stimulation. 

“Still so desperate, even when you’re tired,” she remarks, and you chuckle softly. 

You feel her move down, her tongue pressing against your entrance, slipping easily inside as she cleans you up. She runs her tongue over your inner thighs, kissing the soft skin there as she does so. 

“Fuck, Mommy’s going to cum… you just keep rutting your hips against my face, love. I want to eat you out while I cum from Natasha’s big strap,” Wanda’s words are slightly slurred, her tongue moving slower and less coordinated as she starts to moan low. 

“That’s right, cum all over my cock, Malyshka. Cum over the same cock that made our girl squirt,” Natasha says. You can hear her slamming her hips into Wanda’s, burying her strap deep inside the woman. 

That tips Wanda over the edge, her moans muffled by you as you continue to rut your sensitive pussy and clit over her mouth. Her lips close around your clit, sucking strongly as she trembles from her orgasm. You cum too, soft waves of pleasure making their way through your tired body.  

Collapsing completely, you feel Wanda shimmy out from underneath you. She moves to lay beside you, pulling you against her as Natasha slips behind you, easing her strap back into your still-dripping hole. 

You whine, wanting to rest for a bit.

“Don’t worry, detka. I just want you to cockwarm for a bit okay? You already did so well tonight, you deserve more of my cock, don’t you?”

Nodding you feel Wanda begin to hum as you bury your head in her chest. Her hands gently rub you back, and you can hear her kiss Natasha softly. 

“Just rest for a bit, love,” Wanda murmurs, “I want to watch you squirt again, and you need all your energy for that.”

Ah. Fuck. This was going to be the best (and longest)  night of your life.

[natromilf]

everyone loves domestic wandanat

[softlymaximoff]

Bite Me, I Dare You

18+ ONLY! MEN & MINORS DNI (blank blogs will be blocked you do not have my permission to republish my work onto any platform.

Summary: after being a brat all day, Wanda and Nat decide to see how long you realise you’ve stepped right through Hell’s doorstep with a shit eating grin. Natasha always loved seeing this side of you come out to play but Wanda was much less forgiving.

Characters: Mommy!Wanda, Daddy!Nat x brat!fem!reader

Warnings: Mommy kink (Wanda), Daddy kink (Nat), mean!domme Wanda, softer!domme Nat, edging, orgasm denial, restraints, spanking, humiliation and degradation (kinda?), strap warming, cunnilingus, fingering, strap-on, oral fixations, mentions of gagging, breath play, after care, safe word check ins. If I have missed anything else lmk xx

Word Count: 3.7k words

Your task was simple. Wait for one of your Dommes to come home from a mission debrief and don’t get into trouble. You had been keeping busy all afternoon, you baked a cake, lit up a few candles and against one of your Dominant’s wishes, attempted to clean out the garage that Nat had said to leave alone. Did you listen? No. There was a reason Natasha had told you to leave the garage alone for weeks now, for months you’d been begging for her to take you out again on a ride on her bike. She was always busy and Wanda didn’t know how to use the motorbike so your patience was wearing increasingly thin as the months flew by, the bike untouched by the three of you.

Until today.

Your hand traced the black paint on the Ducati Panigale V4 and you huffed into the empty room. Natasha had promised to take you out this week and considering it was Thursday, you weren’t counting on her promise. An idea popped into your head and your sour mood instantly shifted into a sly but determined one. Hoisting one leg up and over the middle seat, your breath hitched as the bike was just too high for both of your legs to reach the ground. With a furrow of your brows, you positioned yourself very carefully so you were sitting square in the middle of the seat and pulled your phone out, snapping a photo from above.

“Wishing it was you instead Daddy”

You grinned as you hit send, actually quite proud of the stunt you pulled. One hand was resting on the seat just in front of your body and the phone was angled in a way where Natasha could see the cusp your bra peaking out of your tank top. The hard part was getting off this thing, Natasha always made it look so effortless but you had the coordination of a baby deer and the sheer size of the sports bike made it extremely hard to not throw you off balance. It took a whole ten concentrated minutes for you to shimmy off the bike, shin accidentally scraping the kickstand and you let out an unamused grumble. Damn your slightly taller girlfriend and her ridiculously high bike.

Your phone buzzed in your hands and you had to bite back a groan at the message. You had Natasha right where you wanted her. Plus this game was way more fun when you just knew Natasha would give in more than Wanda.

“And just what do you think you’re doing kotenok? Didn’t Daddy ever teach you not to play with her toys?”

Just like that, a smirk made its way across your face and you giggled. To your surprise, she didn’t follow up with another text. Usually, when you’re in one of these moods, your Dominant’s would give you a little bit of redirection. A gentle command to cease your growing brattiness but the text never came. Grumbling again, you took it as an opportunity to dig yourself an even deeper hole.

“Daddy lets me play with Mommy though? Does that mean Mommy is Daddy’s toy too?”

This time, almost instantly you got a response.

“Watch it zaya, keep mouthing off like that and I’ll show Mommy. You know how she is with that mouth of yours”

The mischief behind your eyes never left as you waltzed into your shared room, ferreting through the closet to find a matching custom set of red lace panties and a bra. You stripped yourself bare and dressed yourself in the lingerie, eyes shining in awe at the way the small crown dangled in the middle of your sternum and the widow hourglass charms rested on each sides of your hips.

“Oh I know, she lets me fuck her with it, even said it was the best mouth her pussy ever felt”

You never normally used such language, but you were only repeating what Wanda had said! The panic you felt when Natasha sent a selfie of herself and Wanda, seemingly walking out of the conference room made your heart stutter in anticipation.

“Mommy said she’s not impressed dorogaya”

Quickly scrambling to pose in front of the floor length mirror, kneeling and pouting you took your own selfie and sent it with a follow up text.

“How about now? Also, why do the two of you have to go to debriefs together anyway? It’s not like we don’t live together or anything 🙄”

Another text, this time you knew it was Wanda typing and not Nat.

“Don’t push it any further puppy girl. Quit being a brat and pull your act together, you’re lucky Mommy’s in a slightly good mood tonight”

A low whine left your throat as you slumped down on the bed, rolling your eyes at the way Wanda wasn’t being any fun. You lay there for all of fifteen minutes, doom scrolling on some social app before you hear the keys jangle from the other side of the house. A giddy smile adorned your lips as you raced through the house ready to greet them, Wandas stern look slightly lessening as she saw your attire and Natashas infamous smirk growing.

“Hi trouble” Natasha spoke teasingly as she leaned in for a kiss, wrapping a hand gently at the base of your throat and deepening the kiss. A small whine echoed around the room and Natasha had to refrain from going further, remembering the conversation she and Wanda had on the way over. “Shh milaya, not yet” she pulled back and raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow as you pouted. “What am I, chopped liver?” Wanda’s voice was light but still had a certain edge to it as she crossed her arms and looked at you expectantly.

“Hi Mommy” you rolled your eyes and went in for a kiss but squeaked when she snapped the waistband of your panties against your skin. “Wanna try that again kotenok?” Her eyes narrowed when you huffed. Her fingers gripped your chin gently and she tilted her head, daring you to pull another stunt. “Hi Mommy” you tried again, a little softer as your face flushed at the reprimand and she smirked.

“Hi my little brat” she ran her thumb over your lips, humming when you obeyed her silent command and your breath hitched as she pressed down on your tongue slightly. “You have no idea how much this tongue of yours gets you in trouble detka” she pulled her fingers away, wiping them down on her jeans. “Also makes you cum, a lot” you snickered, pressing their buttons further. This time both of their eyes darkened and you gulped.

“Upstairs now. Knelt and hands behind your back” Wanda growled gently at you, Natasha dropping their files from debrief onto the kitchen table. You didn’t have any time to argue as Wanda snapped the waistband of your panties against your hips and sent you off with a light pinch to the thigh. You scrambled to the master bedroom and followed instructions for the first time that night.

Your knees hit the floor gently and you got yourself into position, your whole body buzzing with need and desperation. Tonight could go two ways, they would either edge you until you’re a mess or they’d completely ruin you. Honestly, you wouldn’t mind either. You could hear their voices murmuring softly in the common area and you had to bite back a whine. Patience was never your strong suit and they both knew that.

The second you heard footsteps coming through the hallway your eyes lit up. If you had a tail it would be wagging. The two Avengers stopped at the doorframe just taking you all in. “Who knew you could listen so well zaya” Wanda cooed as she crouched down and held a firm hand under your chin forcing your eyes to meet hers. “Shame you’re such a brat when you want to be though” she sighed in fake annoyance as she let go and walked over to her walk-in wardrobe.

“Natalia can you get her ready please” Wandas voice was smooth and controlled which fuelled your need to feel something, anything even more. Your eyes were trained on the Russian as she sauntered over to you, holding out a dark red silk ribbon and you subconsciously tried to squeeze your legs together. “Ah uh, spread them malysh” she murmured and nudged your knees apart gently with her combat boots.

“Hands out sweets” she ordered softly and you complied with a dopey smile. She rolled her eyes amusedly at your easy compliance, crouching to your level and tying your hands together in a pretty but secure bow. “Our little toy” she murmured and you held back a groan as her fingers deftly traced over your nipples. “So sensitive and so precious” she cooed teasingly. “Daddy please” you pouted and arched your back for effect but she just held your chin firmly. “Settle down” she spoke lowly and you sighed, not at all liking this situation you put yourself in. Natasha shimmied out of her clothes until she was on full display and you reached for her but she caught your hands and shook her head.

“Keep the attitude up kotenok and you wont be getting off for a week” Wandas sharp voice rang throughout the room and you grumbled. “You know, Mommy was going to let you eat her out tonight but I think Daddy will have to do it instead?” Wanda returned with a vibrator, handcuffs and a red strap snug around her hips. “No Mommy please! I wanna do it!” You sounded desperate but you didn’t care. “Talia help her get on the bed” Wanda ignored your whine and Natasha quite literally picked you up and threw you on the bed like a rag-doll.

“Arms up my love” Natasha wrapped her hands around your tied wrists and made quick work tying them to the headboard. Once she made sure they were well and truly secure, she trailed her fingers across your body. Hovering over each nipple before giving them a gentle kiss, your back arching in response. “Our sensitive little bunny” she whispered as she kissed just under your ear and sucked over your sweet spot.

“Don’t be so soft Natalia” Wanda rolled her eyes as she made her way over to you, pressing a perfectly manicured finger against your clit. Your hips bucked involuntary and she smacked the inside of your thigh, “Stay still” her eyes locked onto yours and you nodded slowly. “Colour?” She murmured softly, the contrast in her tone shocking you slightly but also making your heart swell. “Green Mommy” you replied meekly and she praised you with a kiss to your tummy.

“Now, I think it’s time for someone to learn her patience while Daddy gets you all nice and wet for Mommy” Wanda pulled her hands away as Natasha slid down your body so her face was inches away from your core. Her head resting on your inner thigh and her lips pressing feather light kisses along your skin. You had the prefect view, Natasha’s head between your thighs, her back arching perfectly ready for what ever Wanda had planned.

“Mommy’s gonna fuck Daddy and you’ll only cum when she does okay?” Wanda positioned herself behind Natasha and swiped her fingers through her girlfriend’s folds, the Russian stuttering forward into your clothed pussy. Your breath hitched as Natasha placed a chaste kiss over the top of your panties and you fought the urge to whine. “Fuck Tash, you’re so wet” Wanda groaned as she toyed with the spy, adding two fingers into her dripping entrance.

“Daddy please” you rolled your hips to chase her lips and whined when she shot you a warning glare. “You’re lucky Wanda hasn’t gagged you yet” she warned as she rocked her hips against Wanda’s fingers, moaning out Russian curses. The anticipation and tension was absolutely killing you. A soft gasp escaped your lips as Natasha got a hold of herself and moved your panties to the side, swiping her tongue through your folds. “I’ll never get over how sweet you taste malysh” Natasha hummed against your clit and you tugged on your restraints wanting to pull her closer.

“Needy girl” she chuckled darkly and slowly entered a finger, her lips never leaving their place on your clit. Her tongue circled your bundle of nerves lazily and your body was taught. Wanda lined her strap up with Natashas entrance and with a gentle kiss on the small of the Russian’s back, she pushed the dark red strap in. A few more controlled thrusts and Wanda was buried inside Natasha to the hilt.

A raspy moan rippled through the room and Natasha subconsciously sucked harder on your clit making you squeeze your legs tighter around her head. Wanda who was watching the whole scene smirked at her two girls falling apart. “God you two look beautiful” she grinned and wrapped a hand around Natasha’s throat, pulling her face away from your pussy slightly. “Give her hell Talia, god knows how she needs to be taught a lesson” Wanda bent down as she whispered in Natasha’s ear, the Russian groaning at the new angle.

Natasha grabbed the vibrator that had been sitting aside and turned it on a low setting, the quiet hum of the toy signalling that you had no way out of this torture. She smirked as she caught your eyes haze over and the furrow in your brow, clearly concentrating on not cumming until they gave you the ‘okay’. The second it touched your clit you were a whining mess. Natasha’s fingers still lazing pumping in and out of you as Wanda was fucking into her from behind.

“How many times can Daddy edge her little brat” Natasha chuckled as she amped up the intensity and you strangled out a moan. Natasha’s cocky tone was replaced with a hiss as Wanda spanked her once firmly and growled “Our brat”. Natasha rolled her eyes but corrected herself and was rewarded with a thumb pressing firmly against her clit. The familiar coil in your tummy was extremely obvious as your body tensed, your breathing coming in shallow pants and your legs were tensing. “Hold it baby girl” Natasha ordered and you whined, knowing just how cruel she can be when Wanda was behind her.

“Please Daddy, need- need to cum” you whimpered and pulled harder at your wrists only for her to stop the vibrations and pull away completely, her own orgasm coming at her full force as Wanda pinched her clit and stilled her hips. “NO!” You cried out, thrashing your legs to bring her back but Wanda was quick to send a sharp spank to your inner thigh that Natasha’s face wasn’t resting on. “Keep it up and you’ll be gagged” she narrowed her eyes at your scowl and you closed your eyes tightly trying to control your own ruined orgasm.

“Daddy did so well taking all of Mommy in don’t you think zaya?” Wanda kissed up the back of Natasha’s thighs, licking a lazy stripe across her folds where her strap was just moments before. Another needy, desperate whine slipped out of your lips and Wanda knew you were on the verge of completely spacing out. “Colour malysh” she moved Natasha off your thigh and the Russian shakily crawled up to your side. “Green but wanna feel you” you mumbled tearily and looked up at your tied wrists in defeat.

“Should have thought about that before mouthing off earlier kotenok” Wanda chuckled as she knelt in front of you and took off your panties with ease, the fabric sticking to your centre. “Oh hon, look how messy you are” she feigned innocence as she ran a single finger through your pussy, the mix between Natasha’s spit and your cum coating her fingers beautifully. “Mommy please” you tried again, hoping she’d just give in just this once.

“Sweetheart, I’m not kidding when i say I’ll gag you. Keep that mouth of yours shut unless you need to safeword or moaning our names” Wanda once again snapped her eyes up to you and hummed in satisfaction when you simmered down. Natasha ran her fingers around your nipples, every so often giving them a small pinch or rolling them between her pointer finger and thumb. Without warning, Wanda lined the tip of her strap to your entrance and your hips instinctively bucked into her. She gave a few slow circles on your clit with her thumb and soon enough, she’d bottomed out inside you.

She gave you time to adjust, her shallow thrusts giving you a hint of pleasure but not enough to send you over the edge, She rolled her eyes though when you tried to match her pace and she wrapped both hands around your hips, pressing them down into the mattress. “Have some patience puppy girl” she growled and Natasha set a hand on your throat, not applying pressure but grounding you. “Listen to Mommy zaya” she whispered and brought her free hand to her own pussy, gathering her slick bringing them to your lips just resting them there. A silent command which you happily obliged to.

“Look at you, this is all you needed hmm? A little edge, a little restriction, and a goddamn gag” Wanda chuckled lowly and picked up her pace, grabbing the vibrator and pressing it to your clit. The moan you muffled around Natasha’s fingers must have done something to the two of them as they gave each other a look and soon enough, the vibrator was on the highest setting, Natasha’s hand now had a little pressure and Wanda was quite literally rutting into you.

Your tummy was tightening, your legs were tensing and your eyes screwed shut. “Our brat gonna cum? Our sweet little devil wants her reward?” Wanda mocked and slowed her thrusts, the vibrator lessening its setting and your eyes flew open, biting Natasha’s fingers gently to get them out of your mouth. She knew you didn’t mean anything by it you just needed to communicate. “Mommy! Mommy please please I promise- I’ll be good- please Mommy” you struggled to convince her, Natasha’s hand letting go of your throat and untying your wrists. The minute your wrists were free you were wrangling for Wanda but Natasha brought your hands to her chest.

“Not tonight” Wanda pulled the vibrator away completely but kept her strap in, your hips twitching in anticipation. “You don’t get to cum tonight” she leaned down and whispered, giving a few more shallow thrusts, blatantly ignoring your whining and huffing. Natasha kissed your temple as you controlled your breathing from yet another ruined orgasm and Wanda kept thrusting lazily into you. After a few more agonising minutes of accepting your fate Wanda went to pull out for good but your hand shot out to her.

“Stay” you whimpered and attempted to pull her closer. You needed her. “Colour” she demanded softly and you whined not wanting to talk but instead of punishing you any further (Both avengers knew you were on the verge of being in that haze) Natasha tapped your cheek a few times. “Tap it out baby girl” she reminded you and your fingers wrapped around Wanda’s wrists, your pointer finger tapping the inside of her wrist once. The pair gave each other a once over and Wanda carefully flipped the two of you over so you were laying on top of her. Strap still buried deep inside you.

The new position making you groan and you sighed as you felt Wanda trail her fingers down your back lightly. “Tasha go get cleaned up and bring us some water” Wanda murmured in the stillness of the room and she rolled her eyes when Natasha bent down to kiss the top of your head before leaving the room. “Learned your lesson yet zaya?” Wanda traced patterns down your spine and you resisted the urge to roll your hips into her.

“You were extra mean today” you whined into the crook of her neck and let out a small squeak as she moved your hips further down onto her strap for a brief second. “You were extra mouthy detka” she raised an eyebrow as your lips met the base of her neck, sucking gently in retaliation. “I wouldn’t start a fight you can’t win sweetheart, Mommy’s still not over your little quips” she smoothed down your baby hairs and you felt your whole body relax.

It was nice, it was peaceful, it was safe. “I missed you” you whispered out into the room, not minding how upset you sounded. You heard her sigh and felt a kiss to the top of your head. “I know dorogaya. I’m sorry we were at the briefing for so long” her voice was equally as sad and in this moment you knew you were both feeling the same. Wanda just knew how to mask it better. “I promise tomorrow I’ll be good” you smirked against her skin and jolted when she poked your side.

“You’re always good for us my love. Always” she lifted your chin away from the safe place in her neck and kissed you deeply. It wasn’t rushed, it wasn’t heated it was just real. “If you can handle strap warming me all night without cumming I’ll wake you up tomorrow with you seeing stars” she promised and you bit your lip knowing it’s a promise she’ll keep. “Just don’t tease me all night and I’ll accept the challenge” you giggled as she hummed amusedly. “We’ll see”

The next morning, true to her word, Wanda had you moaning her name and gripping the sheets just minutes before you opened your eyes. Maybe just maybe, you’d learn that patience is key and leads to much more fun orgasms. Especially when they both decide to spoil their brat for being their good little toy.

[mommyslittlebird]

Their Girl

WandaNat x Reader

Summary: Wanda and Natasha invite you to a party where you meet their friends for the first time.

CW: Alcohol

Word Count: ~3k

A/N: Sorry, this took so long! This story has given me such bad writer's block over the past week. But I think it turned out cute, and I hope you all enjoy it!

Chapter 5 of A Room of Your Own

The end of the summer came quicker than you expected. It seemed like the semester had just begun when the leaves started to yellow and fall off the trees. Wanda was now insisting she drive you to school because your car didn’t have any heat, and, even in mid-September, the New Jersey mornings were getting nippy.

One afternoon, Wanda and Natasha mentioned a party they were attending. It would be hosted by the CEO of Stark Industries, Pepper Potts, for all the women who had a senior position with the company. The men, they explained, got a different party after an incident a few years back where Tony, her husband, got so drunk he almost blew up an entire gala. The men thought it was hilarious. Pepper and the rest of the women were less amused. You thought it was a bit of archaic practice, but you certainly weren’t going to complain about having a party with no men.

Apparently, it was an annual thing. Pepper had always said there were too few women in at least the senior positions of Stark Industries, so she worked hard to make sure it was a tight-knit community. The end of the summer pool party was, allegedly, a fan favorite. Wanda and Natasha both described it fondly. The pool was big, and Pepper always had an open bar. After swimming, the party continued inside with more drinks and some chill wind down time. Natasha said it was pretty much exactly as you’d imagine a sleepover where everyone is over the age of 30 and also rich.

You were unreasonably nervous to go, so much so you almost decided to stay home. You had never met Wanda and Natasha’s friends before, and you wanted so badly to impress them. You would certainly be the youngest person there by a wide margin. You weren’t necessarily ashamed of your age but meeting a group of women 15+ years older than you was a daunting task.

But when you saw the excited smiles on Wanda and Natasha’s faces at the prospect of introducing you to their friends, you couldn’t bring yourself to let them down. It didn’t hurt that they both looked stunning in their bathing suits, either.

Natasha wore a relatively plain black two piece under a translucent extra-large white t-shirt. That didn’t, however, keep her from looking absolutely breathtaking. The suit left little to the imagination, showing off her toned arms and stomach. The tape you had just applied to her shoulder that morning was fully displayed just above her bicep, despite the injury being mostly healed. You could see every muscle tensing and moving as she picked up everyone’s bags and carried them down to the car.

Wanda came down just behind her in a slightly more modest one-piece that wrapped up around her torso, leaving her sides on display. Her soft, pale skin poked out from underneath the wine fabric. You licked your lips subconsciously.

“Are you ready?” she asked, beaming from excitement. She was so caught up in her excitement, she didn’t even seem to notice the slight way your face reddened. You were grateful.

You swallowed anxiously but nodded. “Yeah.”

“Nervous?” She raised her eyebrows.

Of course, you couldn’t even hope to hide your nerves from her as well. You didn’t respond.

“Don’t be. They’re going to love you,” she reassured with a smile. She held out her hand, grabbing yours and leading you to the car.

Wanda’s excitement melted away your nerves rather quickly. She was practically skipping to the car, humming to herself. She seemed so light and carefree in a way that was infectious. You could tell even Natasha was surprised to see her wife in such a jovial mood, but it quickly spread to her as well. The three of you spent the entirety of the car ride singing what Wanda called “summertime songs,” but it really just seemed to be Fleetwood Mac’s greatest hits.

When you finally arrived at the Stark residence, you were in shock. It was most certainly the biggest house you’d ever seen by a pretty wide margin. In fact, it couldn’t really be described as a “house” at all. It was a giant, towering building in the middle of the city. When Natasha pulled up, a door opened to what appeared to be a private parking garage. You were shocked. You’d never seen anything like it.

Wanda opened the door to the backseat and helped you out of the car, resting her hand on your shoulder to reassure you as she ushered you into the house. You were first met by an older woman with blonde hair. You assumed it was Pepper. Wanda and Natasha both greeted her with a hug.

“And is this the Y/N I’ve heard so much about?” she asked, turning to you with her hand out for you to shake.

Wanda put both her hands on your shoulders, smiling from ear to ear while you shook her hand. “This is her!”

The way Wanda spoke of you took you off guard. It was almost like she was proud of just simply knowing you and having you in her life. She wanted her friends to know you. It wasn’t a phenomenon you were used to by any stretch. You would’ve thought the only exciting thing about you was that you knew them. But the way Wanda presented you implied she thought differently. It was as if she was saying “look at this beautiful, wonderful thing I found.”

You shook Pepper's hand. “It’s lovely to meet you, Miss Potts.”

She chuckled. “Oh, please, just Pepper is fine.” She took a step back, addressing the three of you now. “Can I get you all anything to drink? Carol and Maria are already setting up downstairs by the pool. We’ve got an open bar down there. We’ve got pretty much anything you can think of.”

She led you, Wanda, and Natasha, down a hallway to an elevator. You were shocked to find that the pool you were meant to swim in was actually indoors. You thought that kind of defeated the purpose of having an “end of summer” celebration, as the pool would likely be available all year round, but at least it would be warm.

Intimidated by the other women in the room, you stuck close by Wanda, following so close behind her you accidentally made her trip on her flip flop. Thankfully, she noticed your nerves and took them in stride, putting her arm around your waist and leading you to the bar while she made conversation with Pepper. You were happy to stick silently by her side, watching her talk rather than being prompted to make conversation yourself.

You chewed nervously on your bottom lip as Pepper asked for your drink order. You were old enough to drink, but just barely. You had been to bars and ordered drinks, but you still weren’t exactly sure what you liked or how to order it.

Luckily, Wanda seemed to pick up on your struggle rather quickly. “Do you like the taste of alcohol, or would you prefer something fruity to cover it? Like a juice.”

“Juice, I think,” you answered.

“What kind of liquor do you want? Vodka? Tequila? Gin?”

You shrugged. You really had no idea what you wanted.

“How do you feel about starbursts?” Pepper chimed in, stepping behind the bar. “I’ve got a drink that tastes just like them.”

“O-okay,” you nodded.

She quickly mixed up a sparkling pink liquid, pouring it into a cocktail glass and sliding it to you across the bar. “See if you like that.”

You took a sip. It was delicious, tasting of strawberries and lemonade without even a hint of alcohol. You smiled and nodded. “This is perfect. Thank you, miss- I mean Pepper.”

Wanda gave your shoulder a gentle squeeze and shot Pepper a wink that you didn’t see.

“A rum and coke for Nat?” Pepper asked, not even waiting for a response before popping open a can of coke.

“Mhm,” Wanda nodded. Pepper slid the small glass across the bar after stirring it with a long metal spoon. Wanda handed it to you, pointing to where Natasha was standing with two other women across the room. “Would you bring that to Tasha, love?”

You nodded, striding carefully across the room, trying not to spill either of the drinks.

Pepper leaned over the bar, resting on her elbows. “She’s a mama’s girl,” she teased, smirking at Wanda.

Wanda turned around and playfully punched her arm. “Shhh. Shut up.”

Across the room, you handed Natasha her drink. She smiled. “Thank you, y/n.” She took a long sip of the dark liquid before realizing she hadn’t introduced you. Carol and Maria already knew about you, but you didn’t have a clue who they were. “Y/n, meet Carol and Maria.” She gestured at both of them respectively. “Carol and Maria, meet y/n.”

Carol reached out to shake your hand and you all three whispered awkward “nice to meet you”s.

Natasha smiled devilishly, gently taking your drink from you and setting it next to hers on a table. “Where’s your phone?” she asked randomly.

“In Wanda’s bag. Why?” you asked, confused.

Before you could even process what was happening, she ran towards you and picked you up in a fireman carry before jumping into the pool.

You squealed just before you hit the water. She quickly resurfaced with you in her arms, carrying you bridal style. “We did verify that you can swim, right?”

You laughed. It was a little late to be asking that question. “That’s a hell of a thing to ask me now, but yes, I can swim.”

She took your response as permission to flip you backwards, throwing your legs over your head. You straightened out under the water, torpedoing off the bottom of the pool to grab her by the ankles and pull her down. The two of you wrestled in a frenzy before you both swam to the shallow end, breathless and exhausted. By the time you caught your breath, you saw the one Natasha called Carol sitting on the edge of the pool with her feet in the water.

She was leaning back causally on her hands, laughing at you and Natasha. “Do you know how to play chicken?”

You waded over, resting your arms on the side of the pool. “Is that the one where you get on someone’s shoulders and try to knock each other down?”

Carol nodded. “Do you wanna play? You and Nat and Me and Maria?”

You turned around to look at Natasha, who was clearly waiting on an answer from you as well. It honestly did sound like a good time. And it would be an easy way to bond with Wanda and Natasha’s friends. You nodded.

Carol slid into the water. “Maria, get in here! We’re playing chicken and you’re my attacker!”

Maria was at the bar, but she eagerly made her way over to the pool at the proposal. “Fuck no, I’m the base.” She got into in the water, putting her hair up with a clip.

Carol rolled her eyes, but agreed, climbing onto Maria’s shoulders. Natasha bent down, so you could climb up on her shoulders. She easily hoisted you up out of the water. It took Maria a minute to get her footing, but they eventually balanced out.

Natasha and Maria circled each other for a minute before Natasha charged towards them. You hardly even got your hands on Carol before Natasha was sliding Maria legs out from under her, sending them both into the water.

Wanda cheered from the bar, then she and Pepper made their way to the pool side, dipping their legs in the water while carefully trying to avoid the splash zone.

Natasha didn’t even wait for Carol and Maria to get fully prepared before she charged in for a second time. She took their fumbling as an opportunity to let you get a push in. It only took one sharp push to Carol’s shoulder to send them back into the water again.

Wanda cheered again, beaming with pride and excitement to see you getting along well with her friends. You were clearly coming out of your shell already, giggling and squealing as you got more and more competitive. She loved watching Natasha have a good time too. It was her two favorite people playing with some of her other favorite people and having the time of their lives doing it. She and Pepper clicked their glasses together, thrilled to watch everyone having so much fun.

After a few rounds of losing, Maria finally agreed to let Carol be the base. Carol was much sturdier, making it harder for Natasha to knock her down. Maria was a lot stronger than you, and, without Natasha being able to easily sweep them off their feet, she had you off Natasha's shoulders in seconds.

Wanda and Pepper continued to make commentary from the sidelines, trash talking both teams, but as soon as Carol suggested they join in, both women backed off a bit.

Natasha was a stone pillar, never once falling to Carol, but Maria very much outmatched you. In the end, they ended up winning, successfully sending you into the water more often than not.

When you finally got out of the water, Wanda was there with a towel held open to dry you off. Pepper watched with a smug grin as Wanda doted on you, drying your body and hair and sending you to the bathroom with warm, dry clothes.

The ice in your drink had melted, making it watery and unpleasant. Wanda insisted she would make you a new one as soon as you got up to the lounge. She didn’t want anyone getting too drunk while they were still by the pool, especially not you.

The lounge was as nice as you had come to expect from the Stark tower. It was a comfortable room with another bar and nice white couches. There were even some beanbags and cushions scattered around the room to make it even more cozy. You picked out a bean bag close by the edge of the couch where Wanda was sitting.

Pepper mixed you another drink, and you listened in pleased silence while all the women joked with one another and caught up about their lives. Maria had gotten a new dog, Carol had spent a few months away in Scandinavia, Pepper had recently taken over the management for Stark Enterprises, replacing her husband Tony as CEO. You were pulled into the conversation a few times to talk about your experience at school or your plans for the future, but mostly you just sat back with your drink, enjoying the chatter.

By your second drink (or second and a half if you count the one you drank before swimming) you started to feel a warmth spread across your chest. Your eyes started to flutter, and your thoughts became slow and distant. It was a nice feeling, but slightly exposing and vulnerable as well.

You had, of course, gotten increasingly more cuddly over the past several weeks of living with Wanda and Natasha. However, to no one’s surprise but your own, alcohol increased your clinginess tenfold. The feeling of vulnerability had made you seek out safety in all the ways you knew how.

Over the course of an hour, the conversation between the older women became background noise and you “subtly” made your way onto Wanda’s lap.

First, you sat on a cushion on the floor by her feet, laying your head on your knees while she ran her fingers through your hair. Then, you climbed up her legs and sat on her lap, pressing your ear to her chest and listening to the steady beat of her heart. She wrapped her arms loosely around your waist and gently rocked back and forth. Finally, you adjusted to straddle her lap, pressing your entire chest to hers and resting your head on her shoulder. Your limbs were limp on either side of her, and she could only tell you were awake by the occasional rustle and turn of your head. She ran her nails up your back, soothing you into a trance.

Pepper leaned back in her chair with a satisfied smirk. She crossed her legs, smugly gesturing towards you with her half full wine glass. She mouthed “mama’s girl”, earning her a snap and sharp glare from Wanda.

As the hour grew later, Maria regarded you with a small chuckle. “Wanda, it looks like your girl is ready for bed.”

Natasha set down her drink and stood up, gesturing for Wanda to let her take you. Wanda gently guided you upright, allowing Natasha to lift your limp body out of her lap. She was pretty certain you were asleep by now. You only grumbled as Natasha rested your head on her shoulder, cradling you to her chest under your butt.

She carried you to the elevator, then up to one of the Stark towers' many spare bedrooms. She laid you gently against the pillows, tucking you under the soft comforter. You hummed with delight. Before Natasha could leave the room, she heard your sleepy, slurred voice call out to her.

“Tasha?”

She stopped in her tracks and turned around, sitting beside you on the bed. “Yes, sweetheart?”

“Am I Wanda’s girl?” you slurred.

Natasha furrowed her brow and chuckled. “What?”

“Downstairs just now. Maria called me Wanda’s girl. Am I Wanda’s girl?”

“Do you want to be Wanda’s girl?” Natasha asked, tucking your hair behind your ears and praying you wouldn’t remember this conversation in the morning.

You furrowed your brow, trying very hard to form a coherent thought. “Can I be Tasha’s girl too?”

Natasha smiled. “You can be Tasha’s girl too, if you want.”

You nodded clumsily. “Yeah. That’s what I want,” you mumbled, satisfied. “Wanda and Tasha’s girl.” You rubbed your cheek against the pillows sleepily.

Natasha chuckled. “That’s what I want too, princess.” She leaned forward and kissed your forehead. “Goodnight, love.”

“Goodnight, Tasha. I love you.”

“I love you, too.” Natasha said before she turned out the light and closed the door, silently heading back downstairs.

[isthatmyjacket-covenofchaossq]

"are you going to be a good girl for me, Nat?"

[florencebirdsong]

Taking Mommy

Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff x Reader

summary: wanda wants to try out a new toy and natasha knows the perfect position

tags: breeding kink, cum strap on, mating press, mommy wanda, dom natasha, sub reader, voyeur natasha, natasha is in the doghouse, restraints, light nipple play, light degradation, hint of subspace

pet names - sweet girl, good girl, little girl, honey, baby,

she/her pronouns used for r

Words: 2,221

authors note: more breeding kink is finally here 💞

ao3 | masterlist

Wanda and Natasha lead you into their bedroom after a long night of teasing. You squirm where you stand as they kiss each other but you’re on your best behaviour. Natasha has toed the line enough tonight that Wanda would be happy to take out on you in the form of edging. Hours of it.

Natasha tries to unbutton Wanda’s pants but her hands are slapped away. Another sign of her annoyance is Wanda turning to you instead of undressing Natasha.

“Our sweet girl,” she murmurs as she pulls you in closely. You lean into her warmth eagerly and swear you can taste Natasha on her lips when they brush against your own. You lick your lips when she pulls back. “Let’s get you out of those pretty clothes.”

You obediently stand still as Wanda crooks a finger at Natasha to summon her over. Natasha runs her eyes over you with a heat that has you squirming again. Wanda gestures to the floor and you swallow hard as Natasha kneels down in front of you. She unbuttons your pants without breaking eye contact. 

Wanda reaches out and skilfully unbuttons your shirt, finally pulling your gaze away from Natasha. Wanda doesn’t lock eyes with you like Natasha did, instead her gaze drinks in every inch of skin revealed to her.

“Good girl,” she murmurs quietly as she slips the shirt off of your shoulders.

You preen slightly but try to hold yourself back. Holding still for Wanda isn’t hard. At least not when she isn’t teasing you. She holds your arm as you step out of your pants and Natasha is standing in front of you a moment later. Her eyes drop to your lips and she leans in but a sharp click of Wanda’s tongue has her stepping away.

“Go sit in the chair,” Wanda says, pointing to the one conveniently facing the side of the bed.

Natasha raises an eyebrow but doesn’t protest. You try not to show how disappointed you are at not getting to kiss her as she walks over to it. Wanda lightly grips your chin and turns you to face her. She pulls you in for a long, deep kiss that has you melting against her. You barely notice as she backs you towards the bed. It’s only when the backs of your knees hit it that she pulls away. You chase her lips but a hand on your chest stops you. She coaxes you towards the centre of the bed and you watch in awe as she crawls towards and then on top of you.

“Just relax,” Wanda says softly as she gently runs her hands over you. You’re already in that spacey place and it’s easy to sink back into the mattress. Wanda gently running her hands over your skin isn’t helping. Her hands run over your inner thighs and a small sound escapes you.

“Oh, honey,” she coos, “is this where it hurts?” You nod desperately. “Oh, poor thing. Nat was so mean to you tonight, wasn’t she?” She pouts sympathetically. Natasha snorts which Wanda ignores and you don’t dare to look away from her. “Mommy will make it better.”

You watch her with wide, trusting eyes as her hands move from your thighs and up to cup your breasts. She leans down and you meet her lips eagerly as she plays with your nipples, worsening the ache they both had spent the evening growing. You reach up to wind your fingers through her hair but she stops you.

“Ah,” she scolds, “No touching.” You pout but she only raises an eyebrow, “Does mommy need to tie you up?” You shake your head with pleading eyes. Even on the nights Wanda tells you not to touch, she ends up begging you to before the end, except when you’re hands are tied. 

You press the back of your hands onto the bed either side of your head to show you’ll behave. Her eyes softens at your obedience and she leans in again. It’s easy to lose yourself in her soft lips but you lose control when she pinches one of your nipples. It’s mean and she knows it is but she loves the sweet sound you make. Your hand flies to her shoulder without thinking. Wanda grips your wrists in a bruising grip and shoves them against the bed. A second later the padded cuffs are around your wrists. It takes you a long moment to catch up. You hadn’t even realised you’d been touching her. You tug at them and Wanda gives you a scolding tap on the thigh. You give her a pleading look. You didn’t mean to. 

She happily ignores you and leans over to the bedside drawer. You watch curiously. You haven’t been naughty enough to be worried. Natasha uncrossing her legs catches your eyes. You look up to find her solely focused on you, a small smirk playing about her lips. She knows something you don’t. You turn your head back to Wanda as she pulls out a strap-on and harness. A bit bigger than usual but the dim lighting doesn’t let you see anything significant. It doesn’t look familiar.

Wanda settles back on her heels and looks down at you with blown pupils. 

“Mommy bought a special toy for tonight,” she says in that breathless excited way she sometimes gets. You perk up curiously. Is it a vibrating dildo?

“Why don’t you let me put it on for you?” Natasha asks. You try not to smile. Normally she wouldn’t ask but she’s pissed Wanda off enough to be a little submissive. Or…at least not so directly dominant.

Wanda gives her a considering look. Natasha hasn’t protested once about the side-lined position Wanda has put her in and she’s listened to every command she’s been given so far.

Wanda nods and waits for Natasha to come to the bed and hold her hand out. Wanda grabs it and Natasha helps her gracefully get out of the bed. Natasha kisses the back of her hand as she slowly lowers herself to her knees.

Wanda had lost her shirt when getting you into bed and Natasha takes advantage of this by pressing gentle kisses over Wanda’s stomach while she unbuttons her pants.

Natasha kisses a path down Wanda’s thigh as she pulls her pants down her legs before stopping to allow Wanda to step out of them. Natasha toes the line again when she sits back up on her knees to nudge Wanda’s clit. Her tongue sneaks out and Wanda’s head falls backwards with a soft moan. She basks in the attention for a few moments, until Natasha dips her tongue lower. She immediately pushes Natasha’s head away and clicks her tongue.

“That’s not what you’re here for,” she says. Natasha is completely unrepentant but obeys the silent command anyway. She’s too focused on the straps to continue to tease Wanda but you’re still fascinated by her concentration. Natasha has worn a strap-on a thousand times. She could put one on with her eyes closed. And yet she is still so focused when putting one on Wanda. Testing and adjusting as needed, fingers brushing against skin only slightly longer than needed. It’s is own form of worship.

When’s she’s done, Wanda leads her to her feet and kisses her soundly. The only other point of contact is Wanda’s guiding hand on Natasha’s chin. A thank you.

Wanda pulls away and tilts Natasha’s head towards the chair in a silent command. Once again, she obeys easily. Wanda turns her full attention back to you. You watch with wide eyes as the strap sways with each motion. You manage to pull your eyes away when she climbs on top of you.

“I’m going to go slow to start with, okay baby?” she reassures.

You nod your head and spread your legs wider. Wanda runs the head of her strap through your soaked folds a few times before she guides the tip to your entrance. She pushes in slowly and your head falls back at the delicious feeling of her stretching you open again. Wanda murmurs quiet praises as she slowly pushes in to the hilt, watching as your face slowly relaxes with pleasure. She gives you a moment to get used to the slightly bigger toy by peppering soft kisses all over your face. You smile wide, almost to the point of giggling.

“Ready?” she asks, eyes flicking between your own.

“Yes, please,” you say, wishing you could tangle your hands in her hair.

Smiling, Wanda slowly pulls out halfway before pushing back inside of you. She does it twice more before you can’t take it anymore.

“Faster. Please,” you beg. You know it’s bigger than usual but the slow pace after hours of teasing is torture.

Wanda mustn’t be in the mood for getting you to the point of desperate begging because she speeds up immediately. Her hips slam against yours and you try desperately to meet her thrusts as that heat inside of you builds. She’s still not pounding into you and you try to squirm to get what you want, irritate her just enough for her to lose that little bit of control, but the handcuffs and her tight grip on your hips stop you from moving too far. Wanda’s thrusts stay deep but you try to get her deeper inside of you anyway by arching.

 “That’s it, take it,” she groans, “Take it, baby. All of it.” You don’t know how she can possibly get any deeper inside of you but you spread your legs further anyway.

“It’ll work better with her legs up,” Natasha muses from her chair. Wanda cuts her a glare.

“Then I won’t be close enough,” she says. Natasha shakes her head and says something in Sokovian that has Wanda’s pupils blowing. Her eyes turn to you and you swallow.

“Mommy’s going to try something new, okay?” 

You nod slowly. Trying something new with Wanda has always ended well but there’s a sharp, desperate edge to her tonight. Similar to the first time she had collared you, yet you don’t know what’s different tonight.

Wanda grasps under your knees and slowly pushes your legs up. You let her move you how she wants like you always do but your expression is obviously confused.

Wanda slowly pushes inside you and let’s out a quiet “oh.”

“See?” Natasha says smugly. Wanda doesn’t deign to respond, pushing so deep inside of you that you moan.  “No legs to get in the way, you can get as deep inside of her as possible.” 

You whimper at the words and Wanda opens her eyes. They’re ravenous.

“Stay just like that, baby,” she says like you have any control in this situation. Wanda slowly pulls out before pushing back in again. Her strong hands keep you still even as you moan beneath her.

“She’s going to look so pretty when you ruin her,” Natasha continues. “Dumb baby probably doesn’t even know what’s happening to her.” Wanda’s thrusts get harsher with every taunt and it’s not long before you’re a writhing mess under her.

“Is that right?” Wanda’s breath is hot against your face, “You don’t know what mommy is doing to her little girl?” She thrusts into you when you try to answer and you’re too choked by pleasure to continue. Pleasure is hot in your veins and the effort to think just isn’t worth it. “Answer me, baby.”

“Fucking me,” you manage to gasp. 

Wanda laughs and Natasha isn’t far behind her.

“Poor baby,” Natasha’s mocking tone has you arching into Wanda. “I bet you don’t even know what this position is called.” You can’t remember your own name right now. A hand on your face has you turning. Wanda is so focused on fucking as deep inside you as possible that she doesn’t snap at Natasha to sit back down. “It’s the mating press,” Natasha says, “Mommy’s breeding you.” 

That thing snaps inside of you and white hot pleasure floods your brain. You arch as you peak and all you can feel is Wanda buried deep inside of you. She’s muttering something against your skin and Natasha is stroking your hair as you lie limply in their hold. 

It’s only when you’ve managed to get ahold of your breathing that Wanda carefully lowers your legs. One hand quickly returns to your stomach and you blink owlishly at it. You feel…wetter than normal but Wanda is still so tightly pressed against you it’s hard to tell. Natasha tugs your chin up so that she can kiss you.

“So hot,” she murmurs between each kiss. “So hot when mommy’s ruining you.” 

You melt. Her hand snakes down to pinch and twist your nipples and soon you’re whimpering pathetically into her mouth. Wanda’s patience doesn’t last long.

“That’s enough,” Wanda snatches Natasha’s hand away. “She can go again.”

“Can she?” Natasha raises an eyebrow, “She looks pretty beat to me.” 

Wanda turns soft eyes on you and she coos, “You can do one more for me, can’t you? My special girl.”

You mange a nod and Wanda grins.

Natasha chuckles and shakes her head, “She always bites off more than she can chew.”

Wanda stretches you open again and you find you don’t really care. You’ll do whatever mommy says.

[cupcakegirl3]

“i’m yours…”

wandanat x reader

i know places series - chapter 1

ch 2

s: waking up in a room that isn’t yours, finding out that two of America’s hero’s have taken you from your family…

wc: 2.9k

tw: DARK, kidnapping, hand cuffs, softmommy!wanda, meandaddy!natasha, slight dollification, face slapping, abuse (one punch), spanking, innocent!reader, slight mention of region, piss kink if you squint (reader has to ask permission), crying, duct tape, housewife kink kinda, slight use of wandas powers

a/n: I gave the reader the last name of Primare, it's only mentioned once (I just really dont like using y/n or y/l/n) - the end of this chapter was originally posted as a drabble - i am taking it off of my masterlist but not taking it off my blog -- more at the end - minors DNI

My head throbbed as I woke up. My mouth was impossibly dry as the light filtered through the windows. 

My room didn’t have a window there…

I could barely open my eyes past the pain. I rolled over in my white sheets. 

I had blue sheets…

I tried to sit up but one of my arms wouldn’t move. Finally my adrenaline allowed me to fully open my eyes. 

The room I was in was beautiful but not my own. I had a simple room at my parents house, this room was huge. The white sheets that hugged my body were plush and soft but not my own. 

I tried to sit up again but my eyes fell to the chain around my wrist, anchoring me to the metal bed frame. My breaths came out quick as realization hit me. The pink metal work of the frame rattled against the wall as I tried to break it. 

“Good morning princess.” A woman walked in carrying a glass of water. She was kind looking but I still did everything in my power to get my hand loose. “Did you sleep well?” 

She walked towards me, a strand of her red hair falling into her face, “I know your head might hurt so I went ahead and brought you some water. Daddy’s cooking you some breakfast.” 

“Oh don’t act so scared.” She scoffed playfully, placing herself in the bed. I tried to scoot away but she laughed, “Come on baby, don’t be like this.” 

“Who are you?” I asked, my voice shaky. 

“Mommy.”

“That’s your name?”

“That’s what you’ll call me.” She continued to push hair out of my face. “We’ve been waiting forever to find someone like you.”

“Someone like me?”

“You’re so lovely. So innocent.” Her hand traced my jaw, her thumb grazing over my lip. Her eyes trailed down my body, her hand following. She rested it on my collarbone. “Daddy’s going to be so excited you’re wearing your clothes.” 

“Let’s get you out of bed and let’s go see her.” She reached over me, not caring about our proximity and pressing her body into mine. When she unlocked my wrist she held my hand and pulled me out of bed. 

The dress I was in was short and there wasn’t anything underneath it. The air was cold as Wanda pulled me towards a vanity on the wall. 

I was still in such a shocked daze I didn’t resist when she sat me down in a chair in front of the mirror. “See look how beautiful you are.” She smiled at me through the mirror. She brushed my hair until it was smooth, before tying some pieces back with a ribbon. 

Once I stood up, she grabbed my cuffed wrist. “You know, I don’t like doing this to you. But she insists. We know how you girls can get.” 

I was distracted by her words to notice her soft grip on my other wrist. She cuffed them together. 

“Oh darling, don’t be scared.” I felt a tear leave my eye. 

“Who are you!”

Her once soft face turned dark in the blink of an eye. “Do not use that tone with me. You should be grateful, you were dying in that house. We rescued you.” She grabbed my chin, forcing me to look in her eyes, “Don’t do that in front of her, or do. Maybe I want to see what happens.” 

She pulled away from me and smiled once more, “Now come on, I know you’re hungry.” 

The hallway was quiet but short. I could see another door right across from my own, closed and locked. The woman walked behind me, keeping a light touch to the small of my back. Her fingertips grazed the swell of my ass as we approached the end of the hallway. 

There was another woman sitting at the head of a small brown table, sipping on a mug. “You’re awake.” 

She was gorgeous, I couldn’t deny it. The other woman pushed me forward and I almost fell stumbling over my feet. As I took another step I realized who it was. 

“Black Widow?”

She laughed, standing up. “Good girl. And you look so cute in that adorable outfit.” 

“What am I doing here?” 

She cupped my face, “You're ours.”

My lip began trembling, “No I’m not. My father-“

She shushed me, a finger placed on my lips. “You’re so obedient at home. I’ve been watching you for months. Why such an attitude now?”

“B-Because I have a family. I-I- you’re supposed to save people.” 

She laughed, “Oh darling, are you really that stupid?” Tears left my eyes as she grabbed my chin harshly, “You don’t belong with your family. You belong with us. Don't they teach you in church that everything happens for a reason.” 

I tried to shake my head no and that’s when she slapped me. I would have fallen over with the power of it, if Wanda hadn’t grabbed me from behind. 

“Your father is a horrible man. He was about to marry you off to Henry.” 

“Hen-Henry wasn’t bad.”

She slapped me again, grabbing my chin again before I could look away. “You’re mine. No one else’s. Mine.” 

“No I-“ 

Natasha slammed me against the wall quicker than I could process. Her hand wrapped around my throat, effectively cutting off my airway. 

“Ungrateful slut!” She spat in my face, “We built this whole house for you. That whole bedroom is for you. And you want to act like this? I don’t want to hear another complaint out of that pretty mouth of yours. Got it?” 

I quickly nodded, my head now dizzy with the lack of oxygen. Natasha leaned in and kissed my cheek. 

Her hand left my throat, I would have fallen over if she hadn’t quickly scooped me up in her arms. “Wanda, grab her something to drink.” 

I could hear the sounds of the woman, Wanda, in the kitchen but my vision was still blurry with tears. Natasha sat us both down in a chair. “Now let’s eat some of this breakfast I prepared for us. It’s your favorite.”

I wanted to cry more because it was my favorite; chocolate chip pancakes. Natasha cut a peice of and held the fork up to my mouth. I didn’t open my mouth. 

“Wanda.” 

Wanda’s warm hands grabbed my jaw, opening my mouth forcefully. Natasha shoved the fork in my mouth, forcing me to eat it. Wanda shut my mouth after that. 

It was the most delicious pancake I had ever tasted. I hated her for it. 

Tentatively, I ate some more food that she offered. I was hungry and my head did hurt. I tried to think back on what had happened last night but my mind was so fuzzy. 

She tipped the cool glass of water up to my lips, making me drink half of it. I was beginning to have to use the bathroom and I knew Natasha noticed my squirming. 

She laughed a little, “Does someone need to ask Daddy a question?”

You shook your head definitely but you really had to go. 

She smiled at you, waiting. You hadn’t how smug she looked but you refused to give in. 

Until you couldn’t handle it anymore. 

“Ineedtopee.”

“What was that bunny?”

“I need to pee.” 

She tsked, “That’s not how you ask.” 

“Can I please go pee.” 

Her hand came around and pressed down on my stomach. I cried out. “May I go pee?”

“Try again.” She pressed harder. 

“Daddy please I have to pee!” 

Her hold loosened. “Good girl.” 

…

I wasn't allowed to be alone. 

I wasn’t allowed to talk back. 

I wear what they tell me to, I eat what I tell them to, I do what they want me to do. 

I was their little pet… or something. 

The Avengers, the one group of people dedicated to helping people. 

At first I tried to remember every little detail of the house. Every time they caught me staring out the windows they pinched me before reprimanding me with their words. 

Last time I had opened my mouth, demanding that I needed to go home, Natasha didn’t hesitate. We had been sitting on their couch, my hands still chained together.

“We know you like cottages, Mommy does too.” Natasha had commented. “I prefer more modern housing but whatever my darling wants.” 

Darling, pet, bunny, love, princess… the nicknames kept coming. They hadn’t even called me by my real name. 

“Why am I here?” I questioned, my voice pleading with her. “Why couldn’t you just ask me on a date—“

She pushed me off her, my back hitting the couch. “Your fucking father would never let me!” She yelled, “Why can’t you just be fucking grateful!” 

“I want to go home!” I screamed. 

That's when she punched me. Her fist landed right on the side of face, instantly clocking my head to the side. 

“You’re ours now!” She screamed as my chained hands came up to my face. “I want you to fucking say it!” 

“Please just — I won’t tell anyone!” 

In a moment I was on the floor, my face pressed against the cold wood. I sobbed out as she pressed my bruised face into the wood. 

“Fucking say it!” 

She pinned my arms behind my back, beginning to bend one of my arms so far that I screamed out. 

“I’m y-yours!” I sobbed out. 

“Oh princess.” Another voice cooed. The grip on my arm loosened. Wanda’s lips grazed my forehead. 

“Let’s get you up off the floor.” 

My mind was still in a haze, my vision blurry from the tears still spilling out of my eyes. 

I whimpered as she laid me down on the couch, my head in her lap. My body was still shaking as I was laid across Natasha’s laps. 

Wanda’s hands pet my hair softly, humming as she did so. 

“Now, princess, why do we have to be so difficult? We just want what’s best for you.” 

Natasha’s hand came down firmly on my ass. I cried out but both women held me down. 

“She loves you honey, we both do.” 

Again and again she spanked me, shooting jolts of pain through my whole body. 

The fabric of my dress was pushed up, exposing me fully to her. No one had ever seen me naked and it made hot tears spill out of my eyes again. 

“Tell daddy you’re ours.” 

The pain was worse without the thin fabric between her hand and my ass. 

“I-I’m yours.” please stop please stop please stop…

But she didn’t. 

“Tell us you’re ours.”

“I’m yours…”

....

I sat motionless staring into the mirror on the vanity in the room I was given. Wanda was doing my hair for our “date” tonight. My face was still red and blotchy from all the tears that had been spilling from my eyes all afternoon. The pain in my ass was radiating to the rest of my body. I was thankful for the soft, silk material of my purple dress. 

“Our beautiful girl.” Wanda cooed, setting the ends of her hair over her shoulders. “You’ll realize soon that being here, with us, is better than your old life.” She said it so casually, so absentmindedly, as if she didn't kidnap me. 

The table was set, candles all around the room. 

I hated that for just one second my heart flipped. I had been on one date if you could really call it that, just a movie theatre with a couple of friends and some guys. From the first second his hand landed on my knee I knew I didn’t like the feeling. My father said that it was a good thing, lust was a sin. 

Although I felt heat pooling in me sometimes when I looked at my friends. I thought about the feeling late at night, alone in my room. I never let the horrible sin overtake me though. 

My stomach was in coils as Wanda walked me into Natashas lap. She placed a soft kiss on my cheek before sitting down next to us. 

“How are you feeling, bunny?” 

I didn't look at her, couldn't look at her. It didn't last long. 

Strong fingers pulled my jaw to force me to look at her. 

She really was gorgeous. Her plush lips were plump and painted red, her long lashes fluttered as they tracked down my body. 

“How are you feeling?” She asked again, more forceful this time. 

Her sharp blue eyes meant my own, I wanted to cower before her. 

“Alright.” I said, my voice small. 

Wanda picked up her glass of red wine, holding it to her lips. Natasha’s fingers wrapped around my hip possessively. 

“You look beautiful.” She said her thumb now tracing my jaw. Goosebumps erupted on my skin under her gaze. “What do good girls say when they get compliments?” 

“Th-Thank you.” 

She gripped my jaw harder, “...and?” 

“Thank you…daddy.” 

She hummed, releasing her grip from my hip and grabbing the fork. 

It was another one of my favorite meals, angel hair pasta with alfredo sauce. Again, Natasha fed me. Dinner was quiet, only Wanda and Natasha talked to one another. They spoke about the rest of the team, how they were upset they had taken an extended vacation. I hated to say it, hated to think it even, but the food was amazing. 

When the last bite of food had finally gone into my mouth Natasha again gripped my hip. 

“After dinner, you’ll do the dishes.” Nastasha said simply, I’ll help you tonight since you can’t be trusted without your chains.” 

Nastasha stood us both up, cleaning up the dishes from the table. She pulled me into the kitchen quickly, almost making me slip over my own feet. 

The water began filling the sink as Natsaha set the dishes beside it. Quietly, we began to do the dishes. I dried as Natasha washed. Faintly, I heard the television turn on in the other room. Once all the dishes were washed, Natasha dried her hands. I kept working, not daring a glance at Natasha. 

Her hands grabbed both of my hips, her body pressing me up against the counter. My breathing faltered. I hated the heat rising in my from the press of her body, from her lips grazing my sensitive neck. 

“I always wanted a pretty little thing like you. Waiting for me when I get home from work, taking care of the house, taking care of me.” My body tightened as she kissed my neck. “That’s why you’re perfect for us.” 

I almost dropped the dish in my hand, the very last one, as she sucked a spot on my neck. “You look so cute; with your dress, with your bruises, your little pink ass.” Her hips pushed into me, causing a gasp to leave my mouth. 

“See, you want this.” 

She pushed off of me, leaving my eyes fluttering. With my shaky hands, I set the plate down. She flipped me around, instantly pulling me into a searing kiss. 

I had never been kissed. 

I never felt like this before. 

Never felt wanted. 

As soon as she was there, she was gone again. 

“You still have a lot to learn.” Natasha smirked, grabbing my chain and pulling me away. 

….

“Oh Wan look how cute she looks like this.” 

Tears spilled out of my eyes as she stroked my face. Sobs would have escaped my lips if it wasn’t for the duct tape over them. Forcibly, I was on Natasha’s lap, my legs on Wanda’s. Wanda’s warm hands ran up and down my calves and thighs, making me shiver. 

I hadn’t talked back, hadn’t done anything to deserve another punishment. Natasha had simply said that I needed to be reminded who I belonged to. 

“She’s adorable.” 

Natasha leaned forward and kissed me through the tape. “If only she knew to shut that mouth of hers. Don’t they teach you that in Sunday School, ‘to be seen and not heard’.”

Before I could react Wanda picked up the TV remote. “Oh look Nat, there’s Steve.”

My whole body shook as Captain America stepped on the screen, my father behind him. 

“Mr. Primare has been a lifelong friend of S.H.I.E.L.D. We're not going to rest until his daughter is found.” 

Natasha laughed in my ear, pulling me closer to her. “You’re ours forever.” 

I sobbed into her neck as she laughed more. “You’re so pathetic. We saved you. You were dying in that house.” 

It was true, I hated my life but I didn’t want this. 

“Oh daddy give her to me.” 

Instinctively I reached for Wanda with what little energy I had. She was just so warm compared to Natasha. 

“Come sit with Mommy baby.” 

She tucked my head into her neck as I curled up in her lap, not even letting my sock clad feet touch Natasha. She shushed my cries as she rubbed my back. “She just wants what’s best for you darling.” She whispered. “She loves you so much princess. We both do.” 

There was a small voice in the back of my head, reaffirming what Wanda was whispering into my ear. Stifling my fear as the words filtered through my head. 

Without thinking about it I nodded, agreeing with Wanda. “Mommy and daddy just want you to be perfect for us. Our pretty girl.” 

I nodded again. 

“Just fall asleep baby, you’ll feel better in the morning.” 

I was asleep in seconds.

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ahhhh tysm for reading <3333

a/n: finally finished the first part of this series, sorry its out of order, I am a full time student and have a job so writing is supposed to be a fun thing to do when I have time, I honestly didn't expect anyone to read this series lol! I try not to describe the readers appearance too much, the only description is having longish hair. please lmk how I can be more inclusive

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haunted house

about: you knew this was a bad idea but you did it anyways 🤷🏾‍♂️

ship: wandanat x reader

"Go on now!!" The group of sorority girls huffed, pushing you closer to the old, eerie house that had been abandoned for years. You had heard of a couple who lived in that house. Everyone suspected them of being witches.

The town assumed the couple were stealing streys for their witchy sacrifices and their last straw was the beloved town cat, milo, going missing. A little girl scout claimed she saw the red-headed owner pick up the cat and take her away. The people of the town burnt down the house with the couple still inside.

And now here you were, interrupting their peace. Your sorority sisters insisted if you spent the night in there, then you'd officially be one of them. No more nights of hazing and other cruel sorority pranks.

"You're not chicken, are you y/n?" one of the girls spoke. "No! no, i'm not, " you exclaimed, your eyes on the door knob covered in dust. "Then go in." the girl spewed.

You inched closer to the door, pushing it open slowly. A creeking sound filled your ears, you slowly began to walk in. The door slammed behind you.

You jumped, that wasn't funny. "g-guys??!! let me out!!" Your fists banged on the door as you heard the girls run away screaming.

You took a deep breath, they obviously had to be playing a trick on you right? They were just trying to scare you. They didn't want the hazing to end. you convinced yourself.

As time passed you grew bored. No phone signal, you decided to go exploring. You scan the room, your options lie in going the only creeky stairs or one of the many doors on the first level.

As you start to head for the stairs, you hear a cuckoo clock. Startled, you bump into two figures behind you. A scream exits your mouth.

"woah, woah.." a soft voice exclaimed from behind you. You turned around and to your surprise there was a tall brunette with blue eyes and a slightly shorter woman with blonde hair.

"not to be rude but what are you doing in our home, stranger?" the shorter woman questioned, with a raised eyebrow.

"y-your home?" you froze, was this the Wanda Maximoff and Natasha Romanoff?! aren't they dead?? Tou thought to yourself.

"Yes our home." The taller woman, you deemed to be Wanda spoke. "I thought no one lived here?" You mumbled. "Oh no, that's just a rumor, dear." Wanda responded.

a rumor

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didn't the town burn them alive?

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your sight goes black as you hit the ground.

part 2?