"please Tell Me You're Not A Minor"💀💀

Me

When you love a fic but forget to like, so you look for it through your likes but can't find it

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Yelena in Thunderbolts*:

And honestly, same.

Third Wheel

Wandnat x Reader

Word Count: 2704

Warnings: Angst w/ happy ending

Requested by:@tightrope-mindsets

Summary: Wanda and Natasha are in a relationship that everyone knows about. However no one knows that you are also in that relationship. You were fine not being in the public eye, but overtime it starts to get to you. Everything comes to heads at one of Tony's New Year's Eve parties.

An: I may have tweaked the idea a little but I hope you still like it.

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Wanda and Natasha loved each other. It was common knowledge to everyone around them. The two women almost drowned each other in affection every chance they got.

They were always touching each other. Physical touch was their primary love language. Always kissing, always holding one another, always attached at the hip.

It was adorable, as no one else seemed to bring out that side of the women. At least to the public's knowledge, that is.

There was another member of their relationship not known to anyone. Y/n L/n, one of Tony Stark's many assistants.

Both women took an immediate interest in Y/n the first time they laid their eyes on her. From that day moving forward they would always flirt with the girl. They had taken pride in being able to make a blush cross her face.

Soon the flirting transpired into a few dates, and before she knew it they had asked Y/n to join the relationship. The woman was hesitant at first, afraid of what the public would think.

Natasha and Wanda assured the woman that they didn't have to tell the public about their relationship. They knew that if the press caught wind of the relationship, that Y/n could be put in danger, so keeping it a secret was the smartest thing to do.

While the sneaking around was fun in the beginning, it began to take a toll on Y/n. Watching Natasha and Wanda be affectionate with each other in public and not being a part of it was sparking an insecurity inside of Y/n.

The insecurity used to go away the instant that the two heroes got her alone. They'd shower her in that same affection; holding her hand, kissing her forehead, playing with her hair. It was all fine when it was just the three of them.

Lately things have been different. The insecurity doesn't disappear anymore. Now, Y/n questions if these moments they have are real. She feels like they don't love her like they love each other, and it's eating her alive.

It, to the point where every touch makes her feel dirty. As if she is just there to add excitement to an already beautiful relationship. Y/n feels like a randomly selected third, rather than a girlfriend.

She didn't voice this to the women, scared of losing them, despite her feelings. She was waiting for the moment that they noticed what she felt or even the moment where they got tired of hiding, but it never seemed to come.

Tony's New Year's Eve party was the perfect moment to change that. Natasha and Wanda had left earlier, while Y/n stayed behind. Y/n wanted to look so good that they couldn't possibly resist her.

Her natural hair pattern abandoned for the night as she curled her hair. Her face which was usually bare of makeup was fully coated. She had splurged on diamond accessories for this occasion. The outfit she settled on was an elaborate jumpsuit. Between the almost sheer material and plunging neckline, she would gather a lot of attention.

Hopefully, some of that attention would be by the women she was so desperately in love with.

Part of her was self-conscious about the way she looked. It was definitely a little out of her comfort zone. Before leaving for Tony's she gave her a once over in the mirror.

She almost took her own breath away. The woman in the mirror was almost foreign to her. A small smile formed on her face," Well, don't we clean up nice."

With a nod of approval from herself, she was on the way to Tony's.

When Y/n she wasn't surprised to see an abundance of strangers with a few familiar faces scattered here and there. This was of course a Tony Stark party.

" Hello there, beautiful maiden. Don't be alarmed by my good looks and intoxicating voice, it is just I, the one and only Thor Odinson. Have you heard of me?"

Y/n laughed out loud as she turned to fully face the god of thunder," Is that how you pick up women?"

Thor furrows his brow before finally recognizing her," Y/n? I did not recognize you. You look amazing."

She smiles sweetly as she observes a bashful blush appear on Thor's cheeks," Thank you, Thor."

He scratches the back of his neck," Well since I have thoroughly embarrassed myself I will take my leave. I hope to see you around sometime, Y/n."

Now Y/n was certain she could get the attention of her girlfriends. If the first person to flirt with her at the party was a literal god, then she should have no problem getting Natasha and Wanda's attention.

Parties in general weren't really her thing, so Y/n made a beeline to the bar. What she didn't notice was how the crowd of people were making a way for her.

Once they got a glimpse, they couldn't stop staring. So as the woman took a seat at the bar it was as if a line of suitors appeared out of nowhere, all waiting to talk to her.

Y/n was attracting so much attention that Tony came over to see what the fuss was about. He took a seat next to you at the bar.

" Well, you seem to be stealing the show tonight."

Y/n rolled her eyes, thinking this was another man that she would have to turn down. When she saw her boss, she let out a sigh of relief," Hi Mr. Stark."

Even Tony himself seemed taken aback for a moment," Y/n? Holy shit, you look amazing."

" Thanks Mr. Stark"

He looks at the crowd and then at his assistant," If you want, I could move you to a more secluded area, so they won't bother you. It's maybe about 50 people, which is way better than the hundreds down here."

Y/n nodded her head and eagerly took Tony's hand. He led her to a rooftop area that was still filled with people by way less than downstairs.

It was there that she was finally able to spot Wanda and Natasha. They were laughing at some joke Clint was telling. Natasha's hand was resting on Wanda's lower back as laughter shook their body.

" Better?"

" Much better, thank you, Mr.Stark."

He speaks up as he walks away from you," It's just Tony, Y/n. Make sure you enjoy yourself."

Y/n gives him a lazy salute before making her way to a less crowded bar once again. She orders a drink to sip on as she watches her girlfriends have the night of their life.

" Mind if I sit," Y/n looks to the right to see a beautiful blonde woman standing next to her.

" Go ahead."

The blonde orders a whiskey on the rocks before turning attention back to Y/n.

" This may be really forward of me, but can I just say that you look breathtakingly beautiful."

Y/n faces the woman," I've never heard that sentiment shared as many times as I've had tonight. It's starting to inflate my ego."

" A woman like you should have a big ego. I'm Carol, by the way."

Y/n's eyes go wide," Carol Danvers? As in Captain Marvel."

She chuckles," In the flesh. What about your name, beautiful?"

" Y/n, and it sucks to have to say this to you of all people, but I am in a relationship."

Carol gives a small smile, " There was only a slim chance that someone look like you would not be single. Can I ask you something Y/n?"

The assistant gives Carol a nod, waiting for the question.

" If you aren't single, then who is the asshole that's got you looking so lonely tonight?"

The woman takes a sip of her drink before sighing," It's a little complicated."

" I've got time."

Y/n found herself telling Carol everything. Maybe it was alcohol or maybe the genuine interest that Carol showed in her, but it all came spilling out of her mouth.

When she looked over to Wanda and Natasha this time, they were swaying together on the dance floor. They looked like the perfect couple.

" It sounds to me like they aren't treating you the way you deserve to be treated."

" They haven't even looked at me all night," Y/n's shoulder slump.

" What if we made them look?" Carol stands from her seat abruptly, extending her hand.

" I feel like you just want to dance with me?"

Carol shrugs her shoulders," Maybe I do, but I understand boundaries."

Y/n takes her hand and Carol guides her to the dance floor. That's when she felt eyes on them.

" Is it me or does it feel like everyone is looking at us?"

Carol leans down to whisper in her ear," That's because they are, and I do mean everyone."

Carol and Y/n sway to the song. Neither of them are musically inclined, but they're having fun. As the song comes to an end, Carol spins Y/n out and then back in. When Y/n ends up with her back against Carol's front, a blush appears on her face. It was impossible to ignore Carol's strong arms around her waist.

A laugh escapes the both of them as Carol lets the girl go.

Before either of them speak, they are approached by Wanda and Natasha.

" Carol, Y/n it's nice to see you both," it's then that Wanda lets her eyes rake over Y/n's body.

" You look amazing, Y/n," Natasha licks her bottom lip.

" Thanks," Y/n says with her eyes glued to the floor.

As they fall into easy conversation with Carol, their hands link together. Y/n's gaze focuses on their hands, and she is instantly brought back to reality.

" Um, I'm going to go to the restroom. Thank you for the dance, Carol. Hopefully we'll see each other again," Y/n gave her a polite smile before heading to the restroom.

While on the outside, she looked normal. The woman felt nauseous. As soon as she was in the bathroom, she ran into a stall. The drink along with the other contents of your stomach were being violently excommunicated from your body.

Y/n didn't see who it was, but someone else entered the stall and held your hair back. They were also rubbing soothing circles around her back.

" Oh, you poor thing. You're going to be ok, sweetheart."

When there was nothing left to throw up, Y/n removed her face from the toilet.

" How are you feeling?"

When Y/n finally glanced at the woman helping her, she felt some relief.

" I feel like shit to be honest, Pepper," Y/n says, while her head rests on the wall of the stall.

" I almost didn't recognize you, Y/n. I can take you home if you aren't feeling well," concern was splayed all over the woman's face.

" I'm fine, Pepper, but thanks."

Y/n stands on wobbly legs, almost falling over in the process. Pepper holds onto the woman, steadying her. She gives Y/n a pointed look.

" I just want to see the ball drop, Pep, please."

Pepper reluctantly nods," Fine, but after the ball drops I'm taking you home."

Y/n rinses her mouth before leaving the restroom with Pepper in tow. The blonde offers Y/n a mint, which she gratefully accepts.

As the final countdown begins, Y/n looks at Pepper," You aren't going to find Tony?"

" He always finds me at the last second. It's kind of our thing."

Everyone is counting down the final 5 seconds. Y/n spots Wanda and Natasha staring into each other's eyes. She can see them whisper their 'I love yous'. When the countdown reaches 1 they're already kissing. Holding each other like they're the only people that exist.

With a glance to her side, Y/n can see Tony in his suit fly up in the air with Pepper. He kisses her right there. Even the playboy billionaire shows off his one and only girl to a room full of strangers.

It's in that moment that Y/n feels her heart collapse into itself. A single tear slid down her face and she wiped at it ferociously.

When the cheering is over and Tony sits Pepper back down, Y/n asks the blonde to take her home. Without hesitation, Pepper obliged.

The woman offered to walk Y/n in, but she says she'll be ok. Pepper waits for Y/n to get in the house before driving back to the party.

The funny thing was, that Y/n didn't even really stay at this place anymore. She lived with Natasha and Wanda for the most part, but it would be weird to ask Pepper to take her there. Luckily, Y/n kept her place just in case, but it had been months since she actively lived there.

Maybe this was a sign.

The woman peeled herself out of the jumpsuit, took off all her accessories, and wiped the makeup from her face. She stared at herself in the mirror, this time a smile nowhere to be found.

She took a shower and then got into her bed. She curled into herself and finally let herself cry.

Y/n had no idea when she fell asleep or what time it was when she heard a banging on her door, accompanied by the sound of the bell ringing.

She pulled herself out of bed and trudged towards the door. When she opened the door, Natasha and Wanda stood on her porch.

" We've been looking everywhere for you, baby," Natasha reaches for her, but Y/n flinches.

The woman walks back to her room, leaving Wanda and Nat on the porch. The pair share a glance at each other before entering the house.

"What's wrong malyshka?"

Wanda sits at the edge of the bed, giving Y/n space. Natasha stood behind her.

" I- I don't think I can do this anymore," Y/n's voice was barely above a whisper.

" What do you mean?" Natasha tries to catch Y/n's eyes, but the girl avoids her gaze.

" I feel like a third wheel in my own relationship. You two get to parade each other around and I get to watch from the sideline. You get to hold hands, kiss each other, dance together without a care in the world. It's hard to watch, knowing that I don't get to do that."

Natasha speaks first," Y/n, we want to do all of those things with you. I'm sorry if our actions have said anything different."

Wanda adds," We love you. We want to be with you and if you're ready to take it public we are too."

" Really?"

Natasha nods," Yes, I never want you to feel like that again. We are proud to be your girlfriend's, and we don't care who knows."

Wanda grabs one of Y/n's hands," Please give us another chance, malyshka."

Y/n can't help herself as she surges forward to meet Wanda's lips in a sweet kiss. Wanda holds her close, not wanting to let the girl go.

It's not until Natasha sits on Y/n's other side and pulls the girl out of witches arms into her own, that Wanda releases her.

Natasha slams her lips against Y/n's who instantly moans at the contact. Natasha chuckles into the kiss, and then bites the woman's lip, before breaking the kiss.

" I can't wait until the world knows that you're ours," Wanda wraps her arms around your waist from behind, making you lay on the bed.

Natasha wraps her arms around your front side, so you're sandwiched between the two women.

It wasn't long before you fell asleep. When you did, Wanda snapped a picture of the three of you in bed. She posted it on every form of social media she had, with the caption simply being 'my loves'.

Everyone knew, and they'd all have their opinions, but that didn't matter to either of the heroes. They only cared about making sure that Y/n never felt left out again.

Taglist: @padmeswife

Hers. | w. maximoff

summary: in which natasha has a hard time staying away from what isn't hers, so wanda decides to teach her a lesson.

warnings: top!wanda, jealousy/possession, voyeurism, fingering

this post is for 18+ only. minors: do not interact.

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It was another one of Tony's exorbitant parties. His mansion, as grandiose as it was, felt suffocatingly small with the number of people packed into the place. Nevertheless, it was classy, and the music was drifting gently in the air with the ambience consisting mostly of laughing and talking and drinking.

Wanda, your girlfriend, had naturally prompted that she would pick out your dress. You were surprised earlier that evening when you walked into your room to see a tight black minidress with a plunging neckline laying on your bed, along with your black heels and necklace. It was surprisingly that Wanda had opted for something so showy and obviously far from modest.

That possessive streak in Wanda was not unknown to you and the rest of the team at that point. While she was never demanding or controlling, she had issues with her jealousy. It was something the two of you had been working on together, and you thought that maybe her picking out this dress for the party was her way of showing that she was confident in controlling her jealousy.

And as far as the night had come, you were right. Wanda had not casted a deathly glance nor harshly squeezed you closer to her all night. Her spirits were high, her laugh echoing in your ears as the two of you talked with Steve and Clint. You were happy that the night was going so well, considering parties weren't your favorite thing in the first place.

You glanced to the glass table that you were all seated around and noticed that both you and Wanda's glasses were empty. Leaning forward, you took the glasses and stood up.

"I'm gonna go grab us some refills," you told Wanda who looked up at you and nodded, grazing her hand over your arm and thanking you.

You could feel Wanda's eyes on you as you walked through the crowd of people and towards the bar. As you approached, you noticed a familiar redhead standing behind the bar making a drink.

"Nat," you greeted her as you sat down on the stool across from her, placing the glasses on the counter. "This Avenger gig isn't working out for you? Decided to take up bartending instead?"

A pair of cool green eyes met yours, her red lips forming a smirk. "The pay is so much better," she joked, her lips breaking into a grin. "Tony bullied the bartender he hired into retirement because he didn't make his drink exactly how he wanted it. And, seeing no one else around here can make a good cocktail, I decided to step in."

She gave a husky laugh which you returned, and you suddenly felt eyes burning into your back. "Want to whip two up for me and missus?"

"Most certainly," she remarked, taking the two empty glasses and rinsing them out as she began making the drinks. You sat there in silence for a moment before noticing her eyes flicker to your dress. "That's a nice dress. Where'd you get it?"

"Oh, I don't remember," you said bashfully, glancing down at the dress as if you hadn't seen it before. You felt aware of your exposed chest and adjusted it when Nat finally looked away. "Wanda picked it out for me."

"Hmm," the redhead hummed as she began shaking the drinks. "Tell her she has excellent taste." You watched her eyes rake over you again, her lips set into a shadow of a smirk.

You blushed, averting your eyes and feeling a little stiff. It was common knowledge that Natasha was flirty to nearly everyone she spoke to, but somehow you couldn't recall her ever looking at anyone else on the team in such a way.

"I don't think Wanda would like to know that," you half-joked as you pulled the short end of your dress downwards, feeling painfully conscious of your looks.

Natasha broke into another velvety laugh and shook her head. There was a gleaming smile on her face, but she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Your curiosity piqued. "What?" you asked with a nervous chuckle.

"Her eyes follow you wherever you go, you know." She looked at you again for a fleeting moment before her eyes moved behind you.

Turning to follow her stare, you caught Wanda's mid-air from all the way across the room. She was leaning against her chair in her all-black suit, legs crossed as Steve talked at her without realizing she probably wasn't listening. Her dark green eyes burned in yours, an unreadable expression inked across her features that you didn't get a chance to analyze before she was turning back to Steve and responding to what he had said.

Sighing, you turned back around to Nat who was giving you an amused look. "I can't say I blame her. If you were mine, I would be hellbent on keeping it that way, too."

A blush rose to your cheeks at the bold way she worded her sentence. You nervously tucked your hair behind your ear and leaned your elbows on the counter. "You shouldn't say things like that. Wanda can read minds."

"Believe me, I'm aware," she said as she finished your drink and slid it in front of you before starting on Wanda's drink. "Ever wonder why she hates me so much?"

You took the drink gingerly, looking at her in confusion as you deciphered what she meant. "What... are you saying she has reason to?"

Nat looked at you with a crawling smirk as she shook the drink. "I'm not saying anything, baby."

Her stare was hot on your figure as you decoded what she meant by that. Was she meaning that she thinks things about you that gives Wanda cause for her jealousy? Was she thinking those kinds of things right then?

The lustful look on your face answered her question. And as you turned to look at Wanda again, you saw that she was staring hard at the floor. Her sharp jaw was clenched tightly, and even from a distance and looking only at the side of her face, you could see a glare of red in her eyes. She was reading Nat's mind, and Nat was torturing her.

You quickly turned back to Nat, growing slightly irritated. "Nat, stop," you whispered. You didn't want Wanda to get the wrong idea that you were flirting back, nor did you want her good mood to be ruined.

"It's hard to stop when you're wearing something like that, doll," she responded, quickly finished Wanda's drink and setting it down beside you. As soon as the glass hit the counter, you felt a presence beside you. You gasped to see Wanda appear beside you, taking the drink almost as soon as it touched the counter.

"Just in time," Wanda remarked, her voice deep and raspy as she sipped the drink. She licked her lips and looked at it thoughtfully. "Not the worst cocktail I've ever had." She set the drink down as she sat on the stool beside you, leaning obviously far to your side. "Definitely not the best one, either."

Nat smirked and leaned her elbows onto the counter as her eyebrow quirked. "I guess my talents lie elsewhere."

You looked between the two, noticing a strained mixture of a smile and a scowl form on Wanda's face as her head tilted, holding Nat's intense stare. You quickly caught on that Wanda was reading Nat's mind again, and Nat was giving her a good idea of what talents she was referring to.

Nat finally broke the silence, leaning up and taking a drink of her own cocktail. "Y/n was just telling me you picked out that dress for her. I told her to tell you that you have good taste, but for some reason she thought that wouldn't be a good idea."

"Oh, really? Well, I think that would have been a great idea." Wanda leaned over and slid her arm over your lower back, and you stiffened when her hand dipped down to cup your ass. "It is a great dress, isn't it?"

You looked at Wanda incredulously to see she was only staring cheekily at Nat, making it as obvious as possible that she was touching you.

"It is," Nat answered, eyes flickering to you for a moment. "But y/n didn't let me finish what I was going to say after that."

"Yea? And what's that?" Wanda countered, her voice sounding edged.

Nat set her glass down and pressed her palms flat on the counter, leaning close to Wanda. There was a knowing smirk on her face that made you dread what she was going to say next. In a low, rasping whisper, she answered, "That I would have preferred it off her."

The fake smile Wanda had plastered on her face faded, her head tilting even further. Crimson filled her irises, and you noticed that she was gripping her glass so hard it was bound to shatter in her fist. Quickly, you stood up and tugged Wanda's arm. "Alright, that's enough." You pried the glass from Wanda's hand and slid it to Nat. "Thanks for the drinks, Nat. We're gonna get back to—"

"Why don't we continue this conversation in private?" Wanda said as she stood from the stool, holding Nat's stare. "The three of us."

You looked at her in disbelief. "What?"

"Nat can tell me more about the dress and how she wants it off you."

Nat stood up straighter and took the towel sitting to the side, wiping the bar counter clean before tossing it away. "I could talk about it all day." She looked at you as she came around from behind the bar.

You looked up at Wanda in confusion as she took your hand in hers and held it firmly, dragging you out of the room with Nat following close behind.

"Where are we going?" you whispered up at Wanda, but she kept her stare straight ahead as she led the three of you up the stairs.

"Your girlfriend's ass looks great from here," Nat called from behind you, causing you to blush.

Wanda smirked and sucked her tongue behind her teeth before saying, "You should see it when she's bent over."

Your mouth fell open at Wanda's words. What kind of game was she playing? By now, she would have ripped Nat's eyes out for saying such a thing, but she was acting as if she was going along with it.

"Wanda!" you exclaimed, but you had no time to scold her before she led you through a door, and suddenly you were on the rooftop of the mansion. The night breeze flitted through your hair as you looked around at Tony's rooftop patio. Stars littered the sky above, and besides a few soft golden lights placed around the roof's edge, it was dark. You grew suddenly anxious that Wanda was going to shove Nat off the roof or something equally as murderous.

Nat came onto the roof behind you and closed the door, looking around in confusion. Suddenly, red threads of magic wrapped around one of the patio chairs and flew it towards Nat, hitting the back of her knees so that she was forced to sit down. More red magic latched her wrists onto the arms of the chair, and the widow immediately began struggling against the constraints.

Your eyes widened as you jerked your hand away from Wanda's and backed away from her. "Wanda, what are you doing?!"

Calmly, Wanda walked to another patio chair and carried it to the center of the area, directly across from Nat. "Sit, my love," she gently commanded you.

You eyed her warily. "Wanda, let Nat go."

Wanda's face tilted downwards, and you could see red harboring behind those green eyes. "Sit," she said much firmer, and you felt like you really had no choice because she would probably use her magic to make you sit, anyways.

Hesitantly, you walked towards her, keeping her unreadable stare as you carefully sat down in the chair. You waited for your wrists to be bound like Nat's, but it never came.

Wanda leaned down behind you, brushing your hair from your neck. She looked at Nat's equally confused and worried stare as she trailed her hand over your neck and to your chin, holding it gently with her index finger and thumb.

"I think Romanoff is having trouble understanding boundaries," Wanda spoke deeply beside your ear. "Perhaps we should set her an example."

"Wanda," you said warningly, but she turned your head and captured your lips in hers. You did kiss back at first, due to feeling Nat's burning stare, but as her lips moved gently against yours, you found yourself kissing her deeply. She washed her tongue over her lower lip, asking for permission, and you reluctantly granted it to her, opening your mouth so she could slip her tongue inside. Your body was burning hot due to knowing Nat was watching Wanda kiss you, and the mixed feelings in your stomach made your head spin.

Finally, Wanda released you, leaving your lips puffy and damp. She gently turned your head back to face Nat who appeared to be a confused mixture of uncomfortable and intrigued.

"Romanoff, why don't you let y/n know what you were thinking back there at the bar? I'm sure she would love to know," Wanda spoke against your neck, eyes locking with Nat's.

Nat pursed her lips and gulped. "No."

"Why not?" Wanda voice lilted, her hand coming to rub your hip. "You were thinking it so boldly while I was listening. Are you shy now?"

Nat clenched her jaw and shook her head, staying silent as she watched Wanda pepper kisses on your neck. You had to admit that you were curious, because you had never been aware that Nat had any sort of attraction towards you before tonight.

"Fine, I'll tell her myself," Wanda said, her voice high in amusement. "Romanoff was just thinking about how she feels she could make you cum better than I ever could. She thought about how it would feel to bend you over the bar and take you right in front of me."

You watched Nat's eyes burn as Wanda spoke, blush rising to her cheeks. She tried again to struggle against Wanda's magic, but of course it was to no avail.

"Should we let Romanoff keep her word and try it for herself?" Wanda said in a harder tone.

Immediately, your wide eyes snapped to Wanda. "No," you said firmly, fear growing in your stomach. You were shocked that Wanda would ever suggest such a thing, and you started to rapidly panic.

"Don't worry, detka," Wanda purred, kissing you softly. Her hand cradled your jaw, her thumb brushing over your lips as she pulled away. "You know I would never let anyone else touch you."

Relief washed over you. As crazy as Wanda was seeming right now, you trusted her word and knew she would never do something like that, especially against your will.

Her hand moved to your knee, gripping it firmly and sliding up your bare thigh. "What I really had in mind is that we should show Romanoff just how well I can make you cum, since she doubts me so much." Her strong hand glided to your very inner thigh, squeezing it hard. You squirmed under her touch, cheeks blushing hotly at the thought that made you equally embarrassed and turned on.

"As long as that's alright with you, Romanoff?" Wanda said humorously, looking up to Nat to see her furious stare. "Oh, that's right. I'm forcing you to watch."

Wanda punctuated her sentence by slipping her hand up your dress, taking the hem of your black lace panties and dragging them down. You gasped, looking at Wanda apprehensively as she pulled your panties down to your ankles.

"Relax, milaya," she whispered, kissing your jaw as her hand returned to your thigh. You felt cold air hitting your core, and the sensation made you realize, to your surprise, that you were wet.

"How about we make a deal?" Nat suddenly spoke, causing Wanda's hand to freeze on your thigh. You both looked at the redhead expectantly, seeing the challenging smirk on her lips. "If you can't make her cum, then I will."

You swore you could feel heat radiating off Wanda's body in that moment. You waited for Wanda to say no, to possibly slap Nat for boldly saying such a thing, but what happened next had you gasping in shock.

"Sounds like a fair deal to me."

Your eyes widened. You opened your mouth to oppose, but Wanda's fingers dove under your dress and pressed into your clit. You sucked in a breath as she rubbed you firmly, her lips coming to kiss your neck. "Trust me," she whispered as she slid her fingers through your folds before returning to your clit.

You watched Nat bite her lip, shamelessly watching you grow flustered. You weren't sure how much she could see between your dress, but the thought made your cheeks blush in embarrassment.

Wanda bit into the flesh of your neck, causing you to sigh as she sucked on a tender spot right below your ear. Her free hand tangled in your hair, tilting your head to the side to give her more access. Desire was swirling dizzily in your stomach, your hips bucking up to meet her hand.

"Wanda," you breathed, trying to make sense of the situation. You were trying your hardest to avoid Nat's burning stare, but it was hard with the way Wanda kept your face trained forward.

Her fingers came down to your entrance, pushing in only slightly before coming back out to circle it. You whined, earning an approving growl from your girlfriend who was quickly leaving hickeys down your neck.

"Gonna get to the point anytime soon, Maximoff?" Nat spoke thickly, desire evident in her voice. It was obvious she had her mind hinged on the chance that she would get to fuck you, but you knew that Wanda had only given her false hope to keep her more attentive to the show she was performing on you.

Chuckling against your ear, Wanda responsively sunk two fingers inside you, eliciting a moan from your throat as your hips bucked into her hand. She hummed into your neck, turning her face to look at Nat. "If only you could feel just how wet she is for me."

"Believe me, I can see it from here," Nat grunted, lust clear in her eyes.

The confirmation that Nat could see between your legs made you instinctively close them. Wanda's hand pushed them back open harshly. "Let her see, y/n. I want her to watch your pussy take me in."

You gritted your teeth as Wanda thrust her fingers inside you, curling them at your deepest point. You kept your legs open, too overcome with pleasure to try to do differently than what she commanded.

"That's a good girl," she purred, moving her mouth to your collarbone and biting it. Her hand in your hair kept your neck stiff as she added a third finger, the stretch causing you to whine and spread your legs wider to take her in. "See how well she takes me? She's so good, isn't she?"

The praise made you feel drunk as Wanda hammered her fingers inside you, hitting your g-spot repeatedly. Your walls throbbed around her fingers, pressure coiling in your stomach. She was fucking you hard, going in until her knuckles were flush against you every time. You knew she was putting on a show for Nat, and you couldn't complain because it felt so damn good.

"I wouldn't get your hopes up, Romanoff. It's not looking to great for you." Wanda rubbed her thumb against your clit, and your eyes squeezed shut from all the pleasure. She gave you a quick and painful tug at your hair. "Look at her, milaya. I want her to see you cum around my fingers."

Hesitantly, you forced your eyes open and trained them on Nat's dark ones. She was squirming in her chair, turned on by the sight of watching you get fucked and also uncomfortably jealous.

"W-Wanda," you moaned, feeling your climax approaching. You were bucking your hips up to her almost pathetically, your dress having ridden up around your hips and leaving you completely exposed.

"That's it, baby. Cum for me."

Your body instantly obeyed her words, your orgasm washing over you. Your insides clenched around Wanda's fingers, and your eyes bore into Nat's as your mouth fell open. Your hips stuttered as Wanda fucked you through your climax, chuckling victoriously against your neck.

A look of disappointment washed over Nat's face. As turned on as she had been, she was now more frustrated than ever at being proven wrong.

"So good," Wanda praised you as you panted, eyes fluttering closed as your climax faded. She pulled her fingers out of you, holding them up to show how glistening they were. Turning to Nat, she placed her fingers inside her mouth, slowly pulling them back out and humming at your taste. Smirking at Nat's furious stare, she turned back to you and moved her fingers towards your mouth. "Open up." You obeyed, letting her slip her fingers between your lips, pressing them against your tongue. You closed your eyes and sucked on them, tasting yourself and you licked them completely clean.

Humming in approval, Wanda removed her fingers from your mouth before trailing your panties back up your legs and pulling your dress down, reminding herself she would be burning it later. Looking back to Nat, she smirked cockily. "So sorry, Romanoff. Looks like her pussy still belongs to me."

Finally, Wanda released Nat from the magical constraints. The redhead fiercely stood up, balling her fists at her sides. For a moment, it looked like she was going to lunge for Wanda, but instead she only glared at her, eyes flickering to you for a moment before she stormed away, slamming the roof door closed behind her.

Wanda helped you stand from the chair, your legs wobbly. Holding your waist, she looked down at you much softer. "Are you okay?"

You dumbly nodded, holding onto her shoulders as the breeze picked up and caused you to shiver.

Grazing your chin with her hand, she pressed a soft kiss to your lips before pulling away and looking down at you intensely to whisper, "If you ever let her flirt with you again, I am going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk for a week."

AHHHH

Safe House

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader x Wanda Maximoff

Warnings: cussing, sexual suggestion

A/N: hello! hope you guys enjoy this fluffy fic! happy reading <3

anon requested: could i request a wandanat x civilian!reader oneshot where they keep the reader a secret to keep her safe but then have to go visit the house as a safe house (kinda like the whole clint and his family thing but better bc it’s wanda and nat and not clint) just everyone meeting the reader and some domestic fluff and stuff :)

Summary: Wanda and Natasha bring the team to the safest place they know; their home.

Word Count: 1.4K

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Wanda and Natasha never wanted to let anyone in on their secret. What was the secret, you ask?

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Well…. it was their girlfriend; you.

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You were a normal civilian. You worked as a kindergarten teacher that assisted children with special needs. You had a heart of gold and were the kindest, most patient person that the two Avengers had ever encountered.

The best part about you? You didn’t mind keeping the relationship under wraps. You didn’t care about your own safety, but the safety of your students.

You knew the dangers of being with Wanda and Natasha, and you did not want your students to end up as collateral damage.

Natasha and Wanda also didn’t want that to happen, but your safety was also a priority to them.

So, they never let anyone in on their relationship with you, regardless of the fact that the two women lived in a house with you.

They never intended for their teammates to find out about you, but one day, they had no other choice.

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They had just gotten absolutely wrecked by a team of Hydra agents. The enemies had weapons of destruction that none of the Avengers were prepared for and everyone was in pretty rough condition.

“We need a place to lay low. They will probably be waiting for us at the Compound.” Steve spoke as his injured teammates all stared at him.

Wanda and Natasha shared a look. They knew a place, but you would be there, it was a weekend. Wanda sent Natasha a reluctant nod, answering her unspoken question.

“We know a place.” Natasha’s voice filled the silence of the Quinjet. Everyone except Wanda stared at the redhead questioningly as she slowly stood up and moved to the front of the jet.

She input some coordinates before walking back to her seat and slumping down into it.

“Will we be safe there, Romanoff?” Steve put on his serious voice as Natasha raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow in his direction.

“Considering we’ve kept it a secret from all of you for years, yes. It’s very safe. Loosen your tights a little, Rogers.”

Natasha closed her eyes and leaned into Wanda’s shoulder. The Sokovian placed her head on top of the redhead’s contentedly.

The rest of the team shared a look and decided that they would just go with Nat and Wanda’s plan, not that they really had a choice. It’s not like they had any other options anyway.

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The Quinjet finally landed at the ‘secure location.’ The team of heroes stepped off of the jet and everyone stared in confusion as they were met with a farmhouse.

It didn’t exactly seem like a safe house… it was just… well, a house. Natasha and Wanda led the team up to the front door. They walked through the grassy terrain as if they’ve been here a million times, which they had.

Wanda opened the door to the house as Natasha walked right in. The Sokovian stood there and stared at her teammates who stopped on the porch.

“Are you guys going to stand there or are you going to come in?” Wanda asked as she eyed up her teammates.

They walked in before Wanda closed the door behind them. The brunette walked past her teammates, who awkwardly stood in the foyer.

Wanda placed her shoes beside Natasha’s, seeing as the Russian immediately chucked them off as she entered the house.

“Come on.” Wanda guided the team into the living room, Natasha nowhere to be found.

“So, how do you guys know about this place?” Banner questioned as he took in the cozy living room.

“Well, we kind of live here.” Natasha said as she came in from a different doorway with an unknown person following right behind her.

“Who is this? You guys said this was a safe place.” Steve stared at Natasha and Wanda as soon as he caught sight of the stranger.

“We’re safe, trust me. Guys, this is our girlfriend, Y/N L/N.”

The entire team was shocked by the revelation. Some of their mouths actually dropped as their eyes fluttered between the three of you.

You sent the heroes a small smile and an awkward wave as Natasha wrapped her arm around your waist.

“Uh, hi. It’s very nice to finally meet you all. Wanda and Nat have told me a lot. You are all amazing people.”

There was an awkward silence, the team still trying to process the new information. Wanda rolled her eyes before going to the other side of you and placing a kiss on your cheek.

“We kept her a secret from you all because it was a matter of her safety.” Wanda explained as her teammates digested her words.

“Well, where are our manners? It’s very nice to meet you, Lady Y/N.” Thor sent you a bright smile as he approached you with an extended hand.

You returned the smile and shook his hand gently. “Thank you. It’s nice to meet you as well.”

Thor retreated his hand and moved back to his place next to Tony, who stared at you suspiciously.

“So, how do we know you aren’t a threat?” Everyone’s heads snapped to the billionaire with incredulous looks. He looked at everyone before rolling his eyes.

“Oh, come on! We are all thinking it!” Tony exclaimed as his eyes landed onto you suspiciously.

“Well, I’ve been with Nat and Wanda for over two years now and I’m just a kindergarten teacher for special needs children. There isn’t much to me. If it’d make you feel better, feel free to run a background check on me.”

Everyone’s eyes were on you as you spoke. They were impressed by your profession. You looked like the type of person who would help others.

“That won’t be necessary. Thank you for letting us stay here until we come up with a game plan.” Steve expressed his gratitude as he sent you his golden boy smile.

“It’s no problem at all! It’s nice to have more company. The more, the merrier, right?”

Natasha’s thumb gently caressed your hip and you turned your head to look at her. She was already staring at you with a smile on her face.

Wanda’s arm joined Natasha’s around your waist, their strong arms holding you in a tight embrace.

“If any of you fuck with her, I won’t hesitate to beat your asses into the next dimension.”

You were taken aback by Natasha’s bluntness and you softly punched her arm. She looked at you with fake shock.

“I second that.” Your head whipped to Wanda as you sent her a warning look.

“What? They need to know.” You rolled your eyes at your girlfriends before returning your gaze to the team, who still stood in front of you.

“Well, make yourselves at home! You all can pair up in the guest rooms.” You exclaimed, completely ignoring your girlfriend’s earlier comments as you moved out of their grasp.

The two women whined as your warm body left their sides.

“Oh, stop being a bunch of babies. I love you both, but you guys are in desperate need of a shower.”

They let out dramatic gasps as the team walked past you guys through the doorway and up the stairs.

“So, your love for us has its limits?” Wanda asked you dramatically as she moved inched closer to you.

You took a step back as Natasha followed Wanda’s lead. Your eyes widened as you realized what they had in mind.

“Yes, when you guys are sweaty and dirty. That’s the only exception for my love.”

You let out a squeal as the two women charged at you, engulfing you in their arms as they shoved their faces into each side of your neck.

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You laughed loudly as you protested.

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“No! Please stop! I just took a shower!” Their faces tickled your neck as their arms tightened around you.

They finally let up as they removed their faces from your neck, your body still in a tight embrace.

“Well, guess you’ll just have to take another one with us.” Natasha spoke suggestively as she wiggled her eyebrows playfully at you.

“Oh, no. Absolutely not. Your teammates are in the house!” You spoke firmly as the two women sent you goofy smiles.

“Who cares? It’s our house. We can do whatever we want… or whoever we want.” Wanda’s Sokovian accent slipped out as she leaned in and placed a soft kiss on your lips.

You let out a moan as she bit on your bottom lip as she pulled away.

“My answer is still no.” You mumbled with your eyes still closed. You opened them again with a small giggle as your girlfriends immediately protested.

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“Baby, please!”

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“We’ve been gone for weeks! We need some action!”

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Innocent

Summary: Reader is the innocent one in the group and Draco certainly likes it a lot ;)

Pairing: Dom!Draco Malfoy x Sub!Reader

Warnings: smutty!

Should I make it into a short series? Comment :)

"My turn!" Pansy squealed before grabbing the bottle as the sign that it was her turn to ask a question.

"Do you prefer innocent or experienced girls?" she said biting her lip a little while looking at Blaise who avoided her hungry eyes focusing on answering the question and not getting hard.

"Experienced" Blaise, Theo, and Enzo said together and Y/N felt some nervousness rise in her stomach when the blond haired guy sitting across from her didn't join the group answer.

"What about you Draco?" Pansy asked as he broke his eyes away from her body that he was scanning shamelessly for the past few minutes.

"Definitely innocent" he said the last bit rolling from his tongue like the most delicious poison and she felt her stomach twist and turn after hearing his answer.

"Really mate!?" the boys asked while Pansy nudged me a little when he wasn't looking giving me a side smirk that only made me blush more.

"Yeah, there is just something special when an innocent girl lets you do things to her...when she trusts you enough to take control of her body to make her feel good...when you feel her spread apart around you while shyly fighting back the urge to moan because she is too embarrassed to....when she let's you spoil her afterwards...and trust me on this, the innocent girls are the hottest in bed" as he spoke his eyes never left hers and she felt herself getting wet just from the sound of his voice her cheeks changing the shades of red.

"I suppose..." Theo said and Draco smirked seeing Y/N shift uncomfortably in her seat before deciding to show his friends just what he means.

"Let me show you what I mean, Y/N could you come here for me?" he said and she felt her heart race at the sound of her name before exchanging the looks with Pansy who was smirking.

She looked back at Draco's cold blue eyes before nodding her head shyly walking towards the blond who was sitting on the leather sofa.

"Come here, precious" he said placing his large hands around her waist before pulling her to sit on his lap his eyes never leaving her dark ones.

She was just sitting there quietly not really knowing what to say or how to act but her body certainly didn't mind the attention it was receiving from the Slytherin Prince at the moment.

He moved a strand of her hair from her face before his hands were placed on her head gently stroking while making her look at him again her cheeks turning a bright shade of red at his smirking face.

He moved her head forwards letting their foreheads touch that contact alone making her body feel good as her hands instinctively went to hold onto his white shirt.

"How are you feeling precious?" Draco spoke lowly as his lips met each cheek before resting his forehead against hers again. His hands massaged her hips slowly as she felt herself growing needy for more of his touch.

"I'm fine..." she whispered on a verge of whimpering at how good his massage felt in that moment and he seemed to immediately notice her little struggle.

"Are you a good girl, precious?" he said into her neck his lips grazing the skin softly and without taking a second to think before responding she did what naturally came to her.

"Yes, sir..." she said feeling herself get more embarrassed so she decided to hide her now completely red face in the crook of Draco's neck as he smirked proudly.

"Yeah, yeah we get it! Snogg already! " Blaise said smirking at Draco who was holding you tightly on his lap while everyone else moved closer to the big screen to play the movie.

The next day, they all went to Hogsmede together happy to finally have a day off from classes. Y/N was buying some sweets when suddenly she felt someone's cold breath on her exposed neck sending a shiver down her sine. By the smell of the signature luxury cologne she immediately recognized who was tailing her.

"Come with me, precious.." he whispered taking her wrist and pulling her into the empty alley before making her back hit the stone cold wall his arms resting on each side of her face.

"They are going to look for us..." she said shyly looking anywhere but Draco's eyes trying to ignore the fact that his lips were only inches away form her own.

"I can't stop thinking about having you on my lap making you call me 'sir'...I want to hear you say it again" he spoke lowly and she felt her heard race at his words becoming more embarrassed at the thought of the situation that happened a few nights ago.

He noticed her now completely red cheeks which he found utterly amusing so he raised her chin making their eyes met before his gaze was rested on her partner lips.

"Good girl does what she is told, precious..."he spoke his eyes not leaving her lips as she gulped feeling herself et both nervous and excited at his request.

"We should go back, sir..." she whispered the last part and he groaned from the way in left her lips perfectly just for his ears. He moved his nose in the crook of her neck taking in her sweet scent when their friends interrupted again making Draco groan in frustration.

"Bloody hell!" he said to the boys when she grabbed Pansy's hand walking away and they chuckled tapping his shoulders.

The next evening, Y/N was laying asleep in the common room book still in her hands her school skirt raised up a little bit. Draco approached her slowly while scanning her body and his eyes took their time to carefully observe her little thighs.

He sat down smirking a little to himself when she didn't wake up before his hands started gently touching her thighs. His cold touch made her stir a little but continue to sleep nevertheless.

Only when his lips met the hot skin did a little whimper leave her mouth as her heavy eyes opened slowly adjusting to the light.

"D..Draco? What?" she mumbled her face completely red at the sight of his hands holding her things as his lips caressed them.

"Shhh little one, we don't want anybody to hear us" he whispered and she gulped when he started raising her skirt higher smirking a little at the sight of her pink knickers.

"You are gonna be the death of me princess" he spoke with a groan before his chin rested on top of her bloated clit adding just enough pressure to make her go weak.

"D..Draco" she said fighting back an urge to moan which he found that much more arousing but he wanted to hear he beg for it.

"What is it precious? Does my good girl want to be bad?" he teased and she grew even more embarrassed at his dirty talk but menage to nodding her head.

"My little angel wants me to make her a naughty girl, hm?" he said now his hands slowly pulling down her knicker before blowing hot air directly at her needy core.

"Please..."she whimpered quietly unable to hold it back any longer.

"Please what, precious?" Draco smirked waiting to her that special word love her lips again.

"Please, sir.." she said and he smiled kissing her lips passionately while his hand skillfully rubbed her slit making her mind go blank in ecstatic feeling.

"Does that feel good baby? Hm, is daddy making you see starts already?" Draco spoke into her ear and she felt herself getting closer to her high.

"Uh daddy..." was all she said and he added another finger making her moan loudly surprising herself as her head hid into his chest from embarrassment but he cherished it.

She shook underneath his touch as her high washed over her and Draco smirked proud of his accomplishments before carrying her to his dorm to give her proper after care.

He laid her onto his comfortable bed and she hid her face into his pillow which smelled so strongly of him.He Brough a washing cloth cleaning her up before taking off her uniform replacing it with one fo his shirts and boxers.

"That's better" he said before laying down beside her trying to get her to stop hiding her gorgeous face from him butte was way too embarrassed.

"You did so good, precious. No need to hide from me" he said rubbing her hips softly and she slowly raised her head form the pillows giving him an innocent gaze.

"Really?" she said hopeful and he smiled making her relax a bit while nodding his head.

"Yeah, you are MY good girl aren't you?" he said and she happily nodded moving closer to him nuzzling her head into the crook of his neck.

"Are you gonna teach me more?" she said and that made Draco smirk widely before kissing the top of her head.

"I'm gonna teach you all of it, don't worry love...you are only mine" he said and she felt her cheeks redden at his possessive tone but she felt comfortable in his embrace feeling safe and peaceful.

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Tied and Tested

Pairing: Sub!wanda x soft!dom!natasha x dark!dom!reader

Word count: 1.5k

Summary: She knew trying to get away was a bad idea but worse was getting cought doing so.

Warning: MINORS DNI. 18+ only. Non-con/dub-con, violence, use of knife, use of warming cream, forced orgasm, bondage, manipulation, toxic relationship, mention of murder, spanking, mention of blood, overstimulation, degradation, clit slapping, aftercare(surprising. I know.) Kind of fluff at end.

Tell me if I missed any.

A/n: First time writing a dark!reader. Also this is DARK DARK. Please don't read if you are easily triggered. Please go easy on me. Suggestions, ideas, and requests accepted.

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Wanda cried and screamed and kicked and punched as you hauled her on your shoulders to the playroom. She tried jumping off of your shoulders when you pressed a knife to her calf. "Stop kicking me or your punishment would be all the more unbearable." You growled before throwing open the room gate. You watched as she tried to run away when you carelessly threw her on the bed. She ran but tripped. In an effort to get away from you as much as possible, she scooted to the corner of the room and put her hands up in front to shield her face. You chuckled. "Oh princess. You really think I am gonna beat you?" You hooked your fingers in the magic restraining bands around her wrists and brought them down. Looking her in the eye, you growled, "No princess. This will be much more than that."

Before you could pick her up again, Natasha came running into the room. "What happened? I heard her screams." Keeping your glare at Wanda, you answered, "Our princess here was trying to get away by telling the maid 'bout us. Thank God I overheard them." "What about the maid?" "Six feet under. Now get in here and restrain her to the bed. Legs bound to either side. A punishment is in order. I am going to collect what I need for the same."

Natasha looked from you, to wanda, and back to you. You were angrier than she had ever seen you before and was herself scared for wanda. You had once spanked her ass until there was blood oozing from several welts. And that had been because wanda had been a brat all week, trying to escape every chance she got. But this was worse. So much worse.

Broken from her stance on hearing Wanda's muffled cries, she quickly made her way over to her. Gently shushing her, she said, "You shouldn't have done that Wan. Everything was going so great. No punishments or outbursts for almost a month. Then you go and do this?" She sniffled and said, "I- I am sorry. Please. Please calm her down. P- Please." " No can do Wans. You know that. You're best chance is at letting her do as she wishes. Once the punishment is over, I will try and help you as much as I can. You know she doesn't let me help you sometimes. Now please. Come on. If you aren't ready when she comes back, it will anger her more."

When you came back, you had a plate in your hands. Setting it on the bed, you admired your view. Wanda was lying there all nude and ready for you to punish. You got on to the bed and forced her legs apart. Running a finger along her dry folds, you clicked your tongue when wanda let out a sob. "Sob as much as you want princess. Nobody's gonna hear you. Why do you think I bought a house here. Huh? Nat, come here. Hold her folds apart and back for me. Would you? Need access to her clit."

Nat did as you told from her position beside wanda. Wanda looked down when she heard a 'pop'. Her eyes widened when she saw what you were holding and began to try to thrash her legs around to get away. You chuckled at her reaction. It was a warming cream. You had told her all about it the day you had told her the rules. It would be a little cold and itchy at first but would then cause a burning sensation for quite some time and made the clit extra sensitive. Before today, it was never used. You didn't feel the need to. As harsh as you had been with her, you never felt like any of her mistakes or actions were worth using it.

Putting your knees over her legs, you kept them steady. You wore a pair of gloves. Squirting a large amount of it on your fingers, you dabbed it all over and around her clit. At first, wanda squirmed due to the itchy feeling then began to cry and scream as it burned. You swirled her clit between you fingers, watching as it became red and swollen and wetness seeped from between her cunt at the sensation. Her body betraying her. "Look at that. You clit is so swollen and red. Needy for attention. And you're so wet. So warm." Resting your palm on her mound, you pulled it back to further protude her clit. Now red and pulsing. You put your thumb on it and drew tight circles and wanda squirmed and begged for forgiveness.

It didn't take long for her to cum due to how sensitive she was. You drew out her orgasm then stopped. Wanda thought you were done when you started pulling on her clit. Rolling it between your thumb and pointer finger. Pinching. Then SMACK.

SMACK.

SMACK.

SMACK.

You landed 4 slaps on her already abused clit in quick succession. By now, Wanda could only cry and babble incoherently. Only last pinch and she came undone again. But you didn't stop rolling her clit. Not when her back arched off the bed and her legs quivered uncontrollably. You stopped only when Natasha literally held your hand and pushed it away from her.

"Stop Y/n. Please. She has learnt her lesson. Please. Stop. She can't take it any more. Stop. Please." She pleaded you with tears flowing down her cheeks. You wiped her tears with the sleeve of the top you were wearing and nodded. Looking over at her, you slowly took off the gloves and disposed them off. Next you went and sat between Wanda's still bound and quivering legs and with more gentleness then the other two had ever seen come from you, you wiped Wanda off with baby wipes. She shouted when she felt the cool sensation.

"Untie her. I'll be right back." You said and went out off the room. Natasha untied wanda with lightning speed and as soon she did, wanda collapsed in her arms. Crying and sobbing and hicupping. "Shh. It's over now. Your done. I'll take care of you. Ok? Don't worry." Natasha consoled her. Neither of them noticed when you came back but Wanda tried jolting away as soon as she felt your hands on her ankles, parting her legs. But Natasha's hold didn't allow her to get faraway. "What are you doing Y/n? Aren't you done with her?" Natasha hissed, narrowing her eyes at you.

"I am. Just taking care of her. Here." You said and gently pressed the cool washcloth over Wanda's irritated parts. She sighed as it stopped the leftover tingling almost instantly. She sniffed and looked down at you. You washed the cloth in the bowl of cool water beside you, something wanda had missed earlier, and placed it back on her. You repeated this a few more times then placed the cloth and water bowl over on the near by table. You came back and placed a small and sweet kiss to her clit. Then crawled over to her side while Nat took the other side.

You engulged Wanda in an embrace and held her tightly against yourself. Rubbing the her back, you whispered, "Does it still hurt or sting? And don't lie." Wanda shook her head. "What you did today was unacceptable. I didn't want to punish you, but you left me no other choice. Why did you do it? huh?" She pulled back a little and said with watery eyes, " I am sorry. So Sorry. Won't ever do it again. Promise. Please forgive me." And snuggled into you again. "You're already forgiven love. I hate punishing you. If you promise to remain good, we'll go to that fair next week. The one you really wanted to." She raised her head and looked at you surprised. Even Natasha looked excited and intrigued.

"R- Really?" Wanda stammered out. She had been out of the hoise only once before and then too had to remain in the lawn. "Really. But only if you are good. And don't worry, I won't touch you there the whole week. Ok? I know it's not irritated now but you must be still sensitive. Maybe even have a little redness."

"Thank you", she said then snuggled into you. Relishing in your and Natasha's combined warmth when the latter pressed herself against her back. Placing a lingering kiss on Wanda's forehead, both you and Natasha dozed off to sleep.

FRIENDS WHO PLAY TOGETHER STAY TOGETHER ! ! — ARCANE

( tw ) f!reader. FF pairings. modern AU! masterbation. fingering. squirting. cunillings. dry humping. reader is kinda possessive in Vi’s. some yearning.

featuring. Violet, Caitlyn Kiramman & Mel Madarda

authors note. When you off that honey packet and ur home girl the only one in vicinity. Mel is so 🤭 I can’t she my type to a teeee. Anyways I’m about to go watch Act 2 WISH ME LUCK IM SCARED. Also idk how I feel about Kaits part I could do better 😔

VIOLET 

You and Vi were at another one of your friends' sleepovers. You didn't wanna come, you wanted to spend the Saturday just the two of you, alone. You hated sharing her attention, she was your best friend. You were each other's number one, why did you need other friends when you two were each other's everything. It was late now, almost everyone was sleeping or about to fall asleep when Vi crawled between the bodies of people to where you were laying. You didn’t notice until you felt the familiar embrace of her against your back. Despite yourself, you felt yourself relaxing against her body.  

“Are you still mad at me?” she whispered into your ear before placing a gentle kiss on your bare shoulder. “You know my favorite person. You have nothing to worry about.”  

“Yeah, whatever.” You grumbled. You weren't truly mad anymore but you knew what came next, what Vi did to reassure you that you were special to her. Her only best friend. You weren’t surprised when her hips rocked into your ass, when she pressed her tits against your back nor when her hand traveled underneath your oversized sleep shirt and cupped your breast. 

“Vi…” You sighed nuzzling into the arm underneath your head. She tightened her grip on your breast and rocked her hips into you. You push back harder and soon enough you guys find a rhythm. Your ass pushing down on her hips when she grinds up into you. Her callused palm grazes your nipple and you whine softly. She whimpers into your shoulder, finger going to your nipple when she pulls and twists. You wish her mouth was on you, you wish your mouth was on her. You turn your head to her “I love you the most. My favorite forever.”  

You feel her smile into your shoulder. “You're so beautiful, you know that?” translation: I love you too. 

MEL MEDARDA 

You couldn’t believe it. Your best friend’s tongue was inside of you. Licking you. Her lips were sucking on your clit, her teeth were biting your pussy lips. You could hear how wet you were—you could feel yourself leaking all over her face. “Mel!” You scream out into the dark room before slamming your hands over your own mouth. You don’t want anyone to see you—you don’t want her mother to see you, what a scene she would make. Seeing her daughter nose deep into her childhood best friend. Mel pulls her mouth off your clit with an embarrassingly loud pop. “Do you feel that? This is how you’re supposed to eat pussy darling.” She smiles when you just nod. Afraid that if you remove your hands from your mouth, you might confess something you don’t want.  

Plus, this was just a favor, strictly platonic, you were just friends. That’s why she was eating you out in the first place—you wanted to finally dip your toe into the dating scene but you were scared because you were inexperienced, you didn’t wanna leave your future partners disappointed in your nonexistence skills. And that’s where your best friend came in. Where you didn’t know anything about sex, she knew what felt like everything. Though you never saw her with anyone, she talked like she knew the ins and outs of men and women and she offered to teach you.  

“Now after you use your mouth and get them wet you wanna bring in your fingers, like this.” Mel grabs one of your thighs and pushes it down, giving her a better view of your dripping pussy before using her free hand and pushing a slender finger into you. You gasp. “I know you’ve fingered yourself before sweets, how many fingers have you shoved into this pretty pussy?” 

You whimper, hesitantly removing your hands. “T-two Melly.” You answer bashfully, using the nickname you gave her when you were children. She hums and adds another. You bite your lip, lower abdomen clenching when she curls them into your spongy g-spot. 

“Now pay attention to me alright?” She leans down to place a kiss on your pubs, leaving a trail of light kisses until she reaches your clit. She moves her hand out of you and a fast pace, fingers curling when she knuckles deep. You moan at the feeling of her hand pounding into you.  

She gives your clit a few kitten lips before wrapping her full lips around the swollen area. She bits hard enough for you to wince before she starts sucking. You feel yourself coming apart on her face before you can stop yourself. She hurriedly removes her fingers, mouth sucking you even harder when you feel liquid gush out of you. You grab the back of her head and scream. You can’t stop it, you don’t want to. You throw your thigh over her head and curl your foot into her back, still riding the high. When your pussy stops shooting the mysterious liquid out Mel’s fingers find themselves back inside, four this time. 

You feel tears collecting in the corner of your eyes, as she finger-fucks you. Mel pops back off your abused clit to whisper praises, good girl, you're doing so good, look at how well you take me, you feel heavenly, and when she goes back to playing with your clit you know you don’t want anyone to fuck you unless it’s her. Maybe you can ask her to teach you how to give hickeys next. 

CAITYLYN KIRAMMAN 

You were horny. Cait was horny. You both kept glancing at each other when you thought the other wasn’t looking, sussing out what the other was thinking. The movie you guys were watching was a rating away from being straight porn. When it was over you, both decided to call it a night. It was late she said. You guys had class tomorrow you said. When the lights turned off, you both said goodnight and laid down in your shared bed. You two were so close and loved being near each other that on the first day of the semester you pushed your twin beds together. Oh, how you were regretting that idea now. All you wanted to do was fuck yourself. You knew you weren’t going to fall asleep without an orgasm and so after twenty minutes when you thought Cait was asleep, you found your hand traveling into your boy shorts. You sighed in relief when your fingers grazed your throbbing clit. You rubbed it for a few seconds before shoving two fingers into yourself. 

That relief was short-lived when you heard a breathy moan that didn’t come from you. You tensed up and stopped. When you didn't hear anything—maybe she was making those noise in her sleep—you slowly started to move your fingers in and out, palm rubbing against your clit. You bite your lip to stifle a moan and turn onto your back. You could barely move your fingers in and out lying on your side. You part your legs and moan when you finally hit your G-spot. You're so horny but your imagination isn't cutting it. Opening your eyes you turn your head to find the outline of your best friend who was the star in some of your fantasies, her hourglass figure would for sure spark a fantasy. When your eyes adjust to the dark you're shocked to see Cait staring back at you, her blanket pooling at her hips when you could see her hand abruptly stop moving. Your Cait was masturbating too, in the same bed as you. A grin spreads along your face. 

“I-I’m not—”  

“I am.” You whisper, pushing your blanket off you. Her eyes immediately latch onto where your fingers are slowly pushing in and out. Your other hand comes up to your tank top where you push your shirt down. Your breasts spill out. Cait’s face turns into a tomato, eyes widening even more than they already are. She doesn't remove her gaze from your breasts when she starts fingering herself again. You watch her mouth part into a small O and her eyes roll to the back of her head. You imagine what she looks like riding your face and start to speed up. Your other hand twisting your nipples.  

“I-m gonna..” Cait whimper and spasms for a few seconds. You moan at the look on her face, so pleased with herself, and soon enough you're squeezing your eyes and coming too.