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𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒆: 𝒂 𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝑵𝒂𝒕 𝑨𝑼

This is an 18+ AU, and while all parts don't contain explicit content, there will always be persistent mature themes. Minors DNI

This series is COMPLETED

summary: Bartending was a job that came to you easily, something you knew you were good at. But when your bosses need your skills for their own events, something entirely new gets added to your job description.

pairing: Mafia AU// Mob Bosses!WandaNat x Bartender!Reader

There's no real stakes to the main parts, they're more a string of connected one-shots leading to what all three of them are dancing around and then various moments after.

≫ ──── ««•◦ ✪ ◦•»» ──── ≪

° ≫ --------»» 𝑂𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑠; 𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑁𝑎𝑡

where Wanda and Natasha come to be the mob wives as we know them today ;; listed in chronological order, not posting order

˚ · . the act of loving you ˚ · . press play

° ≫ --------»» 𝑀𝑎𝑖𝑛

˚ · . private hire ˚ · . ever closer ˚ · . stay ˚ · . secret takeaways ˚ · . best laid plans ˚ · . forgive and (don’t) forget ˚ · . making amends ˚ · . playing with ghosts

° ≫ --------»» 𝑆𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠

˚ · . nights under blankets ˚ · . saccharine ˚ · . reader has a hard day at work ˚ · . game night ˚ · . if reader got hurt

° ≫ --------»» 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

˚ · . period care ˚ · . sleeping positions ˚ · . making each other laugh (wandanat) ˚ · . reader gets kidnapped (h/c) ˚ · . NSFW Alphabet ˚ · .

Pairings: Werewolf Maria Hill x Werewolf Hunter Reader

Warnings: Sadism, Possessiveness, Stalking, Breaking In, Cannibalism, Dismemberment, Vivisepulture (Buried Alive), Slight Gore, Bruises, Scars, Height Difference, Slight Age Difference & Marking

Pet Names/Nicknames: Little Human & Darling

Word Count: 3,369

It was the morning of October 31st, 1965. One night a year where kids and some adults would dress up as weird or scary things. It was one night a year where the creatures of the dark could come out and roam the streets and nobody would know if they were real or not. One night a year where werewolves and vampires could come out and people would not be scared of them. Some people really didn't believe in such creatures like these but some did. Y/N believed in them especially werewolves and that's how she became a werewolf hunter.

Y/N was known as one of the outcasts of her town just for believing in werewolves and other creatures. She wanted to protect her town and even though no one believed her she'd prove that they were real. Even if she had to slice off a Werewolves head and bring it to them. She had been a werewolf hunter for almost 2 years now and every time she's close to catching a werewolf they always disappear.

For the past few months though she has been hunting down this one werewolf that managed to disappear every single time she gets too close. This werewolf had black hair and bright blue eyes that would pierce through someone's soul. It had black claws as sharp as knives and it was over 6'5". The tail almost touched the ground. One of its ears was chopped in half while the other ear had Shiny Navy Blue earrings, that would shimmer in the moonlight. The wolf also had a navy blue septum piercing. The werewolf always wore these Dark Navy Blue sweatpants but had them pulled up to its knees whenever it was spotted. The werewolf also wore these black metal cuffs around its wrists and ankles and Y/N doesn't know why yet.

Y/N was getting hunting supplies at one of the local stores when she heard a crash and then shouting. Y/N rushed over and saw a man on the floor and a woman standing 5 feet away. "WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM" the man shouted and the woman didn't answer. Y/N looked at the woman and saw that she had short black hair and striking blue eyes. The woman was wearing a leather jacket and baggy navy blue ripped jeans. She saw that the woman was wearing black cuffs around her wrists. The woman was wearing black combat boots. The woman was also pretty tall causing Y/N to gulp. The woman was pretty muscular as well and had a strong body build. "You should really watch where you're going man" the woman said in a raspy voice causing River to shiver slightly. "ME YOU WERE THE ONE WHO BUMPED INTO ME AND KNOCKED ME DOWN" the man shouted before getting up and grabbing hold of the woman's moon phase shirt. "I suggest you let go of my shirt or you'll regret it" the woman said calmly as people started coming over to see what the commotion was.The man still didn't let go causing the black haired woman to clench her jaw before grabbing the man's wrist and gripping tightly. The man's eyes widened in shock as he felt the grip on his wrist. "What the hell let go of my wrist" the man said.

The black haired woman leaned down and whispered into the man's ear. "You don't know what I'm capable of so I suggest you let go of my shirt or I will break your wrist" the woman said before she felt eyes on her causing her to look up and lock eyes with Y/N. The black haired woman smirked before her eyes glowed a brighter blue causing Y/N's eyes to widen in shock. The woman squeezed the man's wrist a bit tighter as she spoke into his ear. Y/N watched as the man started shaking in fear before letting go of the woman's shirt. Y/N saw the woman let go of the man's wrist and saw a visible hand print around it.

The man ran past Y/N and she stepped back so she wouldn't get shoved out of the way. She looked back over to see the woman walking in the opposite direction while carrying a couple pack of ground beef not seeming fased by the coldness to it. Y/N ran after her and catched up to her. "Um excuse me Ma'am" Y/N said and the woman stopped before looking down at Y/N who was at least 5 inches shorter than her. "What do you want are you here to pick a fight as well" the woman asked in that raspy voice of hers. "Oh um no nothing like that" Y/N said shaking her head. The woman raised her eyebrow waiting for Y/N to speak again. "Oh right um I'm Y/N and I couldn't help but watch what had happened. I'm sorry about that man he can be mean when he gets drunk" Y/N said and the woman rolled her eyes. "Of course he was drunk I could smell it off of him and I'm Maria by the way" the woman said causing Y/N to smile before looking down at the 6 packs of ground beef in Maria's hands.

"Hey um aren't those freezing your hands off" Y/N asked Maria and Maria looked down before her eyes widened in shock. She sets them down on one of the racks before smiling at Y/N. "I didn't even realize I was still carrying them" Maria lied and Y/N chuckled. "I'll go find a basket for you" Y/N said before walking off in search of a shopping basket. Once she returned she saw Maria wasn't anywhere causing her to frown. "Damn it" Y/N muttered out before setting the basket down on the ground. She went back to shopping for her supplies before making her way to the registers.

Y/N made her way out of the store and to her car. As she was unlocking her car she looked up to see glowing blue eyes. She looked over her shoulder but nothing was there. She opened her trunk and set the hunting stuff down before shutting the door. Y/N jumped slightly when she heard a car alarm going off before looking over to see huge claw marks across the rear and front door on the back left side on a black car a couple feet away. As she was putting stuff away she felt someone tap her shoulder from behind. She grabbed her knife and spun around and pointed it at the person who put their hands up. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw it was Maria. "Wow easy there I just wanted to give you something" Maria said in that raspy voice of hers before holding out a piece of white paper. "What is it" Y/N said cautiously. "My phone number, I thought I'd give it to you because you're cute" Maria said causing Y/N to lower her knife as she grabbed the paper while her face turns red. "Oh um I- thanks I guess" Y/N said but when she looked back up Maria was gone again causing her to frown. Why did this mysterious woman named Maria kee on disappearing like that Y/N had thought.

Y/N went home and took out all of her hunting supplies from her trunk before shutting the trunk door. She made her way up the walkway before walking up the three steps to her house. She took out her keys and unlocked the door before opening the door and shutting it behind her after she walked in. Y/N locked the door before walking into her living room and setting all of the stuff down. As Y/N was walking around her room bright blue eyes followed her every move as a piece of human flesh was put into the mouth that belonged to the person with blue eyes.

An hour ago those same blue eyes were glowing. Those blue eyes had belonged to no other than Maria. Maria was walking through the forest dragging that man that had grabbed her shirt in the grocery store. He had been screaming the whole time while trying to break free as Maria dragged him by the back of his shirt while his hands were tied. Maria didn't listen to his screaming and didn't seem bothered by his struggling. She walked for a while until she stopped next to a big hole she dug up 30 minutes ago before kidnapping the man. The man's eyes widened in shock when he saw the hole. Before he could answer Maria kneeled down as her nails turned into claws. The man's eyes had widened in shock before she ripped his hand off of him causing him to scream really loudly. "Next time think before you mess with the wrong person" Maria said before shoving him in the hole with her foot. She grabbed the shovel and started tossing dirt back into the hole. The man started coughing as dirt kept hitting him in the face.

Maria was now watching Y/N walk around her house while eating the man's hand that she had ripped off. She was perched in the tree that was in Y/N's backyard. Maria had a perfect view of the whole house since it was just a single floor house. The tree branches and leaves his Maria perfectly since it was still day time. She was slightly confused as to why she took a liking to this woman that was clearly 5 or 6 years younger than her. She has never felt this way with anyone before and it made her feel protective of this one special girl. She wanted to take her away from her life and claim her as hers and only hers.

Maria watched Y/N walk into the bathroom which had a small window. She jumped down from the tree before walking quietly towards the house. Thank god for a privacy fence. Maria stopped in front of the back door before her pointer finger nail turned into a claw. She put it into the key hole before moving it around and stopped when she heard a click. It was risky to break in in the middle of the day but Maria was pretty sneaky when she wanted to be. Maria's claw disappeared before she opened the door and walked into the house. She closed the door quietly behind her before walking through the house towards the bathroom. She stopped when she looked in the living room to see hunting stuff causing her eyes to narrow before she continued to walk to the bathroom. She was about to reach for the door but realized it was already wide open. Guess Y/N didn't shut it. The shower was running and Maria looked up to see Y/N in the shower washing her body. The glass doors had steamed up but Maria could still see all of Y/N's body. Her eyes glowed blue as she licked her razor sharp teeth. She was about to step forward when Y/N's phone started ringing on the toilet beside the shower. She moved away from the bathroom door before hurrying up out of the house.

There was still a couple hours until trick or treating started at 6 pm and it's currently 3 pm. Y/N had gotten out of the shower and hit the dismiss button on her phone for her alarm. She dried herself off before wrapping the towel around herself and walked out of the bathroom. She made her way to her bedroom before grabbing a pair of her underwear. She started getting ready after completely drying off. She put on some black leather pants and a black sweatshirt. She put her socks on before her black combat boots that had silver spikes that came out of the bottoms of them. She grabbed her leather jacket and put it on over her sweatshirt before grabbing her scarf and wrapping it around her neck. She walked into her living room and grabbed her hunting stuff before heading out of her house. When she looks up she sees Maria leaning against her car causing her to stop. "Uh Maria w-what are you doing here" Y/N stuttered out and Maria smirked before pushing herself off of Y/N's car. She stopped in front of Y/N before looking down at all the handmade weapons except for the crossbow. "What's all this for" Maria said ignoring Y/N's question. "Um you wouldn't believe me if I told you" Y/N said and Maria let out a throaty laugh before looking directly into Y/N's eyes. "Try me" Maria said and Y/N gulped. "I'm hunting for a werewolf tonight" Y/N said and Maria's smile faltered before her eyes darkened. "Oh then why don't I join you" Maria asked and Y/N frowned. "Why would you help me, do you also believe in werewolves" Y/N asked and Maria leaned back up before nodding her head. "Yeah I do" Maria said before shoving her hands in her pockets.

The two drove in silence as Y/N gripped the steering wheel slightly. "How'd you know where I lived" Y/N finally spoke up and Maria looked over from the passenger side. "You should have asked me that before you let me into your car" Maria spoke up cause Y/N's eyes to widen in shock. She hit the gas pedal causing the car to screech to a halt. Maria winced at the sound of the screeching. Y/N looked over at Maria who was already staring at her with piercing blue eyes. She looks closer and frowns slightly. "Your eyes look so damn familiar" Y/N said before Maria smirks. "Oh Little Human you have no idea what you've gotten yourself into" Maria said in her raspy voice causing Y/N's eyes to widen in shock. She opened her car door and quickly got out as Maria slowly got out of the car. She just watched as Y/N opened the back seat and grabbed her crossbow. Maria shut the car door before watching Y/N walk around the back of the car before standing a couple feet away from her.

"You're the werewolf I've been trying to hunt down for months now" Y/N said as she pointed her crossbow at Maria who seemed unfazed by all of this. "Why didn't I see this sooner" Y/N said as she sighed before looking back at Maria who was staring at her. Maria looked around to see that they were near a forest with nothing else around them. Y/N saw Maria looking around causing her to clutch the crossbow tighter. "I'll shoot you if you so much as take a step" Y/N said causing Maria to look back at her and smirk. Maria took a step towards Y/N causing Y/N to take a step back. "I said stay put" Y/N shouted and Maria took another step forward. Before Y/N could do anything she was slammed against the rear door causing the crossbow to drop to the ground. She looked up at Maria in shock who just smirked down at her. Before Maria could speak Y/N stomped on Maria's foot before shoving her away from the stomach. She scrambled away as she grabbed the crossbow before shooting Maria in the shoulder causing her to scream out in pain. She ripped the arrow out of her shoulder and dropped it to the ground as she looked at the wound that was slowly already closing before she glared up at Y/N.

"You shouldn't have done that Y/N I suggest you start running now" Maria rasped out as she saw the crossbow drop to the ground. Y/N ran off into the forest. Silver was supposed to wound werewolves and keep them from healing but Maria seemed to be fine. Maria starts following Y/N but doesn't run because she knows all the forests around her like the back of her hand.

It felt like hours since Y/N started running through the forest and the sun had just disappeared. And the full moon was up in the sky. Maria had taken off her leather jacket and her black combat boots. Maria looked up at the moon to see it was a harvest full moon making her smirk as her eyes glowed bright blue. Her hunting instincts started coming to the surface as she began walking through the forest making sure not to make a sound as she closely listened to Y/N's footsteps. As Maria was listening she heard a twig snap a few feet ahead causing her to smirk. She started walking faster following the scent of Y/N and the sound of her footsteps. As Maria kept getting closer and closer she started speeding up before she was full on sprinting after Y/N. Maria tackled Y/N to the ground right when she caught up to her causing the two to tumble to the ground as Y/N let out a loud scream.

Maria ended up on top of Y/N causing her to smirk as she looked down at Y/N. "Oh Y/N you're absolutely cute like this, your widened eyes, heavy breathing and Racing heart that I can hear" Maria said and Y/N's face flushed slightly. Maria had Y/N's wrists pinned to the ground with a slightly tighter grip. "You know I have to be honest with you Little Human ever since I met you at that store I've become slightly obsessed with you" Maria said causing Y/N's eyes to widen even more. "W-what" Y/N stuttered out causing Maria to grab Y/N's jaw with one of her hands before leaning down. "I've become obsessed with you since in the store, I just keep thinking about how I'll make you mine" Maria said as she feels Y/N grab her wrist. "Something inside me just wants me to claim you right here " Maria said as she leaned down and breathed in Y/N's scent from her neck. Before Y/N could do anything she felt Maria's razor sharp fangs sink into her neck causing her to scream out in pain. Y/N started squirming and kicking her feet trying to shove Maria off of her but Maria's grip tightened around her wrist probably making a bruise already.

Maria pulled away after a couple seconds and Y/N looked up to see Maria's eyes glowing bright blue. Maria looked down at the bite mark on Y/N's neck before leaning back down and licking over it to soothe the pain causing Y/N to let out a whimper. As Y/N just laid there on the muddy ground she felt claws dig into her cheeks and wrist. "M-maria" Y/N stuttered out and Maria pulled away causing Y/N to stop breathing for a couple seconds. As the two looked at each other they heard the town Church bell ring meaning it was Midnight. So they've been out for hours. Maria had been chasing Y/N for hours. "Y-you um you shifted" Y/N stuttered out and Maria looked down to see fur covering her arms. Maria smirked in her werewolf form showing off all of her razor sharp teeth. "Just know you are mine now thanks to that bite mark I gave you" Maria rasped out before licking her lips. She let go of Y/N before getting up and staring at Y/N who was still on the ground. Maria had grown 5 more inches in her werewolf form. "If anyone tries and takes you away from me I'll rip them to shreds darling" Maria said before she disappeared into the night leaving Y/N still on the ground trying to process what just happened. Her whole life had changed just in one whole day and from now on things would be completely different.

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Scarlett Johansson:

Scarlett's love ❈ ✿⁑

Mama will always keep you safe ❈ ✿⁑

I'll do better Pt 2 ❈ ✿⁑

I will love you for the rest of your life ❈ ✿⁑❃

I will always need you my love ❈✿❃

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All too well ❈ ❃

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You are my world ❈❃

Mama will always protect you ❈⁑

The best moms in the multiverse ❈✿

I will be your mama forever ❈ ❃

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I am crazy in love with you ✿✩

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You are my world ✩❃

I will be your mama forever ✲ ❃

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Life Goes On by Ed Sheeran

Part 2 of Eyes Closed by Ed Sheeran

Summary: For the past year, your mom never left you for long and if she did you would come with her. But now duty calls and you can't go with her. Will she keep her promise of always coming back to you?

Relationships: Maria x daughter!reader, Yelena x niece!reader

Warning: Secret Invasion Spoilers, Major character death, grief, angst with small fluff, guilt, everyone is sad and everyone needs a hug

Word count: 4.7k

“Are you sure you have to go?” You asked for the 100th time as soon as you learned your mom had to go off on a mission. You were lying on her bed, feet dangling over the side as she packed her bag. Without looking, you knew she was suppressing a sigh and pinching the bridge of her nose.

“You know I wouldn’t go if it wasn’t important,” that was her response every time you asked and you believed her. For the past year, Maria refused any mission that would take her away from you. If she needed to travel you went with her or stayed with your grandmother. You traveled to DC, California, and Texas with her. But now you had no idea where she was going. She grabbed your hands and pulled you up to a sitting position, smiling at the pout of your face. “I won’t be gone for long, a month at best, and you’ll get to spend time with your grandma and the Bartons.” That sounded fun especially since your grandmother loved to spoil you but you wanted your mom.

“Why does it have to be you?” You whined. You knew you were acting like a child, throwing a tantrum but you didn’t care. “Why can’t Uncle Nick go?” This time your mom didn’t suppress your sigh. It was a sensitive topic regarding the former director of SHIELD, who took off after Tony’s funeral and ignored all her calls.

“Have you packed?” She deflected your question with one of her own. You nodded with a smile. “Good, I have something for you.” She let go of your hands and opened the drawer of her nightstand. She pulled out a small box and she sat down next to you as you opened it. It was a golden heart-shaped locket. You placed the box next to you and opened it, one side was a picture of you and your moms, and on the other side was a solo picture of just them. You smiled.

“Can you put it on for me?” You asked, handing it to her. She took it and the cold metal was placed around your neck. “Thank you,” you smiled and turned around to hug her. “I love it.” You held onto her tight as she kissed the top of your head.

“I can see the smoke coming out of your ears because you are thinking so hard,” you giggled as she tickled your sides. You rested your head on her lap and looked up at her. She was smiling down at you, patient as you got your thoughts together. With a sigh, you played with the locket.

“Have you heard from Yelena yet?” You asked. That was another wild ride that occurred within the past year. When Clint was spending time with his kids in the city, he somehow got involved with the Tracksuit Mafia, and a Black Widow assassin was hired to kill him. That assassin so happened to be your aunt. He called your mom for help. In the end, Yelena didn’t kill him but she disappeared. You and Maria were trying to get a hold of her as you so desperately wanted to meet her.

“No,” she said. “But she has spoken to Kate a few times,” you liked Kate. She was full of energy and her dog was cute. “She’ll reach out when she’s ready. Black Widows are very special.” She tapped you on the nose.

“Can you tell me the story of you and Mama met again?” It was a story you’d heard thousands of times from Natasha telling it one way and Maria telling it another. It was your favorite story. Maria stole a glance at the clock and you watched the internal debate she was having with herself but she smiled.

“Of course, I can,” she moved so her back was resting on the headboard and your head was still in her lap. “So you know Uncle Clint was supposed to kill your mama but he disobeyed a direct order and gave her a chance to defect to SHIELD,” your mom started. “I didn’t trust her at first and I thought it was a horrible idea to bring her into the organization but your mama,” she sighed but her smile told you she wasn’t sad. “Was persistent and did everything to win me over. She flirted with me every chance she got,” you giggled. If Natasha was here to tell this story, the roles would be reversed. “But I kept my guard up until Fury assigned us to the same mission and she saved my life.” Your mama took a bullet for her. “I sat by her bedside for three days.”

“And when she woke up, you yelled at her.”

“Hey,” she gasped. “Are you telling the story or am I?” You laughed as she tickled your sides. “We didn’t officially get together until she became an Avenger but she,” you frowned as you watched a tear leave her eye and fall down her cheek. With gentle hands, you whipped it away. “She was my best friend.”

“Second to me, right?” You teased and it pulled a deep laugh out of her.

“Oh 100%,” she lay down and cuddled up against you.

“I’m gonna miss you,” she sighed, kissing the top of your head.

“I’m going to miss you too.”

*

You exited the airport with your suitcase in hand and backpack tight on your shoulder. The air in Iowa was so different than the city air. Your mom said it was cleaner. “Hey squirt,” you turned around at your nickname and saw Clint standing by his pickup truck, a sign in his hand with your name on it. The sign was cute but what caught your attention was the one-eyed golden retriever that sat next to him.

“Lucky!” You ran over to them. The sound of his name being called caused the dog to get excited and tug on the leash. He didn’t have to wait long for you to kneel at his level. You dropped your suitcase and wrapped your arms around his neck as he attacked your face with kisses.

“What am I chopped liver?” Clint said, throwing his arms to the side. “I almost died for that dog.”

“Oh, you are so dramatic,” you looked up to see Lila hanging out the passenger window. “Humans like dogs more than people,” you giggled and stood up.

“Hi Uncle Clint,” you said. He stared at you, blinking once then twice.

“You have dog drool all over your face.” He deadpanned. You used your shirt to clean your face before he hugged you.

“I didn’t know you guys had Lucky,” you said, opening the door to the back of the truck. The golden retriever jumped in and followed. Clint helped you with your luggage. Once you were buckled in, you sent a quick text to your mom and grandmother that you were with Clint.

“Just for a few more days,” Lila said. Clint got into the driver’s seat and started the drive back to the farm. “She’s helping Yelena free a few Widows.” You saw Clint glance at you through the mirror. Your mom must have told him of your desperate attempts to meet your aunt.

“So they’ll be here to pick up Lucky?” You scratched the dog underneath his chin.

“Probably just Kate,” Lila said. “Yelena doesn’t come over much. She still has a lot of guilt for you know trying to kill my dad.” You smiled at that but your heart ached. They got to meet Yelena, the one person you could ask what your mam was like in Ohio. Natasha told you about the mission and how the Red Room gave her a loud mouth, annoying blonde of a sister.

‘I think you’d get along with her,’ Natasha said, decorating a cut-out Christmas tree cookie.

‘Yeah?’ You questioned, not looking up as you were very focused on decorating your star with yellow icing. ‘What makes you say that?’

‘You can get anyone to like you,’ she tapped your nose. Her finger was covered with green icing. ‘And you are a great reminder of family. She needs that.’

“So, what’s she like?”

*

You loved spending time with your grandmother. For two weeks, you visited the zoo, bookstores, and the candy store that was right down the road. But you were excited to have people to hand out that were your age. Being at the Bartons also meant you reached the halfway point and you were two weeks closer to your mom being home. You missed her so much. Almost every night, you would speak with her on the phone and if she couldn’t she would send you a text goodnight. You were counting down the days but until then you were having fun with Lila, Cooper, and Nate. You played video games with the eldest, had sleepovers with Lila, and put up with Nate’s crazy games of make-believe. When Kate would come to visit, you would join the archers in the makeshift training area Clint built. But your favorite was driving the four-wheeler, and exploring different parts of the property. Lila and Cooper showed you a fort they built, that not even their parents knew about.

However, Yelena refused to meet you. You caught Kate a few times on the phone with her talking about you. The archer would give you a sorry smile and walk away continuing the conversation. She was desperate to get to know you through other people but refused to meet you. It hurt more than you wanted it to.

*

“You’re going to be gone for another month,” you said, pacing the length of the porch. Your mom sighed.

“Something came up and it’s going to take a little bit longer to clean it up,” you did not like the sound of that. “And I won’t be able to call you as much.” That stopped you from pacing.

“Mom, what’s going on?”

“You know I can’t tell you that,” you sat down on the steps and played with the locket around your neck.

“Right,” you sighed. It aspect of her job was so frustrating. “And your being safe.”

“Yes I am,” you heard shuffling on the other end. She must be lying down. “Just a few bumps and bruises. Enough about me, come on tell me about everything you are doing in Iowa. Are you giving Clint a hard time?” You giggled.

“Always.” Once you were done on the phone, you stayed outside and took the photo out of your pocket. “I’m scared,” you confessed to the photo. “I need her to come home, okay? Please keep her safe.” You heard the front door open but you didn’t bother to turn around to see who it was.

“How are you doing, sweetheart?” Laura asked, sitting down next to you. You rested your head on her shoulder.

“I want her to come home,” the mother of three sighed, wrapping her arm around you and kissing the top of your head.

“I know you do,” she said. “She’ll be home soon.”

Limited contact missions were your less favorite. You would send her good morning and good night texts, and texts throughout the day but she wouldn’t respond for a day or 2 after. You never knew when she was going to respond, it was maddening. The Bartons knew you were upset and they tried to keep you busy - fishing, swimming in the pond, archery practice, and day trips to the nearby town. It was fun but it wasn’t helping the ache you felt in your chest and a nagging worry that grew at the base of your neck. For a week, there was no response to your never-ending stream of texts and your worry only grew.

*

You were in the kitchen, getting an afternoon snack when the house shook. It was the tale sign of a plane visiting the farm. Dropping the apple, you ran to the front. By the time you made it outside, a ramp was lowered and Clint and Laura were waiting to see who would exist. “Hey,” Cooper said, running over to you from the barn. “Is your mom back?” He asked.

“I don’t know,” you heard the front door open.

“Whose here?” Lila questioned. On cue, you watched Nick and your grandmother descend the ramp. Where was your mom? Where was she? You saw Nick speak with Clint and the archer kept glancing over to you, his hand rubbing his face.

“No,” you whispered. “Get off the jet.” You pleaded. “Get off.” But no one else came off. The group of adults began to walk back to the house. Not again. You couldn’t go through this again. The world began to spin around you. You needed to get out of here, you needed to run. So you did. Sprinting towards the barn, you jumped one of the four-wheelers that was left out. The sound of the engine roaring to life drowned out the call of your name. You began to ride, past the pound and into the woods. You were half tempted to never get off because as soon as you would reality would set in. The hard, soul-crushing reality that your mom broke her promise.

You stopped at Lila and Cooper’s fort. Your legs barely could hold you up as you got off the four-wheeler and collapsed into the shelter. No tears fell. Even though you wanted to scream and cry and plead for the universe to give her back. But you were numb. So numb. Why did this keep happening to you? Was it you? Were you to blame for all this death and misery? You were the common denominator for everything; your biological parents left, and Natasha and Maria left. Who was next?

*

“Shit,” her father said, coming to a stop next to Lila. He ran his hand over his face but Lila was more focused on her distraught friend ride off.

“Where is she going?” Lila assumed the woman was your grandmother. She heard you talking to her on the phone.

“We know where she’s going,” We do? Lila thought. “Come on,” he grabbed Lila by her hand and dragged her to the other four-wheeler. Cooper jumped on first and handed her the helmet.

“Cooper,” Lila whispered. “Is Aunt Maria-”

“I don’t know,” he sighed. “God, I hope not. Hold on tight.”

*

You heard the sound of the other four-wheeler turn off and two sets of footsteps approaching the fort. “Mind if we join you?” Lila asked. You didn’t want them to be here. You came out here because you wanted to be alone. They took your silence as an invitation to join, Lila sat next to you and Cooper sat in front of you.

“Dad is going to give you a hard time about riding without a helmet.” Cooper joked. On any other day, it would have made you laugh or smile but you stared down at your lap. Their voices became white noise. You knew they were trying to get you to talk but you couldn’t. You were so angry and sad and scared. There were so many emotions swirling inside you didn’t know which one to focus on.

“You could be a Barton,” Lila said. “And you can come live with us.”

“No,” you finally spoke. “What if I join your family and something happens to your parents?” You looked up at them. “I’m cursed. My biological parents left me, Natasha left me, Maria left me,” finally the tears began to fall, “Everyone leaves me.” You sobbed. Lila pulled you in a hug. You wanted to push against her, scream at her to let you go but you didn’t have the energy to fight her. Instead, you slumped against her and you heard Cooper sit down next to you. He brought you and Lila into a hug.

“It’s going to be okay,” he promised. “You’ll find your place whether it be here or somewhere else.” You weren’t sure if you believed him.

*

“How is she?” Clint asked his wife when she entered the dining room. The plate she brought up with her wasn’t in her hand anymore so he saw that as a good sign. Laura sighed.

“I didn’t get to talk to her,” she sat down next to Clint. A bottle of whiskey was already open and being passed around the three adults. “Cooper is standing guard,” she poured herself a drink. “According to him, she doesn’t want to talk to anyone.” Clint rubbed his head, letting out a sigh of his own.

“What’s going to happen to her?” Elizabeth asked. The archer had only spoken to her a few times on the phone to organize pickups and drop-offs. They never met in person. Clint hated that Maria’s death was the reason they had to meet. It seemed unreal that Maria was gone. For the longest time, she seemed untouchable, unkillable. Life appeared to have other plans. He took a sip of his drink.

“Romanoff and Hill wrote in their will that Clint and Laura were her godparents,” Fury said. “They left it up to the three of you to decide what is best for her.” There was a rage building inside Clint as he stared at Fury. The man ran to space as soon as the funeral was over and was never heard from again. Hell, Maria thought he was dead for how many calls he ignored. Now the man was back and another one of Clint’s closest friends was dead, leaving behind a daughter who lost so much.

“I can take her,” Elizabeth said. “You already have a full house.”

“But it could be good to be around kids her age,” Laura countered. “We are more than happy to keep here.”

“She doesn’t want to go with any of you,” the group turned to see Cooper walking into the kitchen to clean off the dirty dish.

“What do you mean, son?” Clint asked.

“She doesn’t want to be a Barton or live with anyone. She thinks she’s cursed. That if she joins another family something bad will happen to them.” Clint’s heart broke for you. It was so unfair the cards that life had dealt you. You’ve been incredibly strong but how much more could you take?

“What does she want?” Fury asked. Cooper scuffed, crossing his arms as he sent daggers to the most powerful person in this room.

“Cooper,” Clint warned but his son ignored him.

“Did you just ask that?” He asked, walking over to the table. “She wants her mom’s back. But that’s not possible, is it sir?”

*

The house was once again quiet. Elizabeth was staying at a hotel in town until they figured out what to do next. Fury on the other hand took off, not answering where he was headed off to. Clint sat on the couch, a picture of him, Maria, Natasha, and Laura in his hand. It was back in their SHIELD days. They were so young then. Unaware of what life was going to throw at them. Laura sat down next to him, the archer wrapped his free arm around her shoulders. “How are you doing?” She asked.

“Tired of losing people,” he admitted. “I know we signed up for this but it’s so hard.” Laura hummed, resting her head on his shoulder. “I keep thinking it could have been me.”

“But it wasn’t.” No, it wasn’t him at the bottom of Vormir or meeting his end in a foreign country. He even escaped death from a Black Widow assassin. A knock on the door pulled him out of his thoughts. “Are you expecting someone?” Laura whispered, sitting up. Clint shook his head, putting his finger to his lips, and stood up. He grabbed a pistol that he kept in a nearby drawer. Guns weren’t his preferred weapon but his bow wasn’t available. Unlocking the safety, he opened the door.

“Clint Barton,” Yelena smirked. “Are you going to shoot me? After everything we’ve been through.”

“Yelena,” the archer said slowly. He blinked at the blonde in front of him. “What are you doing here?”

“To see my niece,” she simply said. “Where is she?” Yelena walked past him, bumping her shoulder against his. Clint put the safety back on and closed the door.

“Time out,” he set the pistol down as Yelena waved at Laura. “You can’t just barge in here like you own the place and demand to see her.”

“And why is that?” Yelena asked, turning to face him. He could see her clearer now. The Black Widow was wearing her white suit, she must have just returned from a mission. He knew she wasn’t working for Valentina anymore.

“Because you refused to see her for the past few months when she desperately wanted to meet you,” he was trying to keep his voice quiet, not wanting to wake the rest of the house. But he saw the hope leave your eyes every time Kate joined them at the farm without Yelena.

“What has changed?” Laura asked. The blonde looked down at her feet. He could see the guilt eating up at her.

“I wasn’t ready to meet her,” Yelena admitted. “And now she’s lost someone else.” She looked up at Clint. “We both know how uncertain this life is. I’ve wasted enough time.”

“You have.”

“We can’t guarantee she’ll talk to you,” Laura said. “She refused to talk to anyone besides our kids.”

“Thank you,” Yelena sighed. “I appreciate it.”

*

When the door opened, you pulled your eyes away from the Polaroid and locket. “Oh,” Laura said with a smile. “I wasn’t expecting you to be awake.” You weren’t sure how to tell that you couldn’t fall asleep. Every time you closed your eyes, you saw them die over and over again. “There is someone that wants to meet you downstairs.” You refused to move. She sighed and walked over to, sitting on the edge of the bed. “You don’t have to talk to us or your grandmother or even Fury but you need to talk to someone about what you are feeling,” you had nothing to say, everything hurt. But you were curious about who was here.

“Who is it?” You finally spoke. Your voice sounded foreign to you. Laura smiled.

“Your aunt.”

Every step you took your heart was thudding against your ribs. The mixture of grief and nervousness was making you sick to your stomach. Once you entered the living room with Laura by your side, Clint and your aunt stood up from the couch. You stared at the blonde. For the longest time, you created an image in your head of what the blonde was like through stories your mama told you and the way the Bartons and Kate talked about her. As you stared at the woman in front of you, she seemed nervous - a stark contrast to the bad-ass assassin you imagined. “Hi,” her accent was deep.

“Why are you here?” You asked. Your blunt question took the room by surprise. The couple excused themselves, saying that they wanted to give you some space. When they left, you joined Yelena on the couch. But you looked forward, unable to look at her anymore. “Mama told me so many stories about you and I was so excited to meet you. I don’t understand why it took my mom dying,” your voice cracked but you refused to cry in front of her. “For you to come and see me.” The blonde sighed, leaning back into the couch.

“I wasn’t good enough,” she admitted. “You needed someone better, someone that was good.” You glanced at her. She had a far-off look in her eyes. You’ve seen that look before when your mama woke up from a nightmare or had a particularly bad day. You saw a lot of her in Yelena even though they weren’t related by blood.

“Are you good now?” You asked.

“I’m not sure but you need me,” you chuckled and rolled your eyes.

“I don’t need anyone,” you said. “I’m going to be fine on my own,” it was Yelena’s turn to laugh.

“So that’s your plan. You are going to set off by yourself and ignore everyone who loves you. What are you like 10?” Your jaw clenched. “I know exactly what you are doing. You are going to push and push everyone away so you don’t feel this pain again. It won’t work,” you refused to speak so she continued, “That pain will only hurt more.”

“What do you expect me to do?” You snapped, jumping to your feet, and looked at her. “It’s like I was hit by a train, I ran out of words. So tell me how my life goes on with them gone?” You asked, pounding your fist against your chest. “It’s like I’m sinking like a stone and I’m so afraid.” You whispered. Her green eyes softened in a way that your mama and mom would look at you. “Don’t look at me like that, please. I’m cursed.”

“Oh, milaya devushka (sweet girl),” Yelena whispered, catching you in her arms as your legs gave out. She gently rocked you, whispering Russian words in your ear.

“Stop it,” you pleaded. “Stop caring,” you weakly hit against her chest.

“That’s not happening,” you ended the hug but Yelena held onto your hands to keep you from running away. “You are not a curse,” she said it so adamantly that you almost believed her. “What happened to your mamas was not your fault. Unfortunately, they knew the risk when they signed up for this lifestyle. I am so sorry they were taken from you so soon,” you stared at your connected hands. They felt like your parents; warm and calloused.

“What am I supposed to do?” You asked.

“I don’t know but life goes on,” you looked up at her. “They made their choice. We have to live with it.” You weren’t the only one to lose someone. Yelena lost her sister. “I know your gut is telling you to run away and hide but you can not do that.”

“Where am I going to go then?” You loved staying with the Bartons and your grandmother but you knew it was temporary. At the end of the day, your mom would be there to pick you up. Now you weren’t sure where you belonged.

“Well,” Yelena slowly said. “You could come with me.” Her offer shocked you. “I could take you to meet my mama and papa or take you back to the city in Kate’s apartments with Lucky or to Ohio, or Canada, or Mexico. We could go anywhere. As long as you don’t run away.”

“Okay,” she seemed surprised by your sudden approval to drop everything you knew and live with her. You smiled. “What? Did you not expect me to take you up on your offer?”

" I wasn’t sure what was going to happen.”

“Natasha always said that she thought you and I would get along,” you told her. “She dreamed of getting a house for all of us. You, me, Maria, and her so we could all be together and safe,” you let go of one of her hands to wipe away your tears. “Maybe part of her dream can still come true.” Yelena nodded, her green eyes glossy with tears.

“Life goes on,” she repeated. You were experiencing deja vu when your mom told you the same thing. It was a weird feeling and couldn’t repeat it back. Instead, you smiled.

“Can we get a dog?” You asked. Yelena laughed.

“I have one but we can get another.” You were still afraid that another wave was going to knock you off your feet and no matter how hard you swam to the surface, no one was there to grab you. You knew Yelena was watching you intensely. A soft whistle broke the silence of the Barton house. You never thought you’d hear that whistle again. You smiled at your aunt and whistled back. They were both right no matter how many people you lost life unfortunately goes on.

_

Remember when we saw that Maria was going to be in secret invasion and we were all excited then they killed her in EP1. Still not over there but whatever! This will probably be the last part of this little AU unless someone requests one or I think of soething else lol

The Devil And An Angel

Wanda X Natasha X Reader 18+

Summary: During one of Tony's parties, both of your girlfriends tease you and try to tempt you into giving into your sinful desires.

Warnings/Tags: Smut 18+ MDNI, Threesome, Strap-ons, Fingering, Oral sex, Double Penetration, Dirty talk, Praise, Squirting, Dom Natasha/Switch Wanda/Switch Reader, Brief Aftercare.

General Masterlist

“Are you really not going to tell me?” you complain, looking between both your girlfriends with a small pout.

“You’ll find out soon enough Kotenok,” Natasha coos, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. You smiled at the action before remembering how you were supposed to be acting grumpy.

“But why can’t I know now?” they laugh at how eager you are to find out what they are going to wear. Tony had decided to throw a party tonight, every couple/relationship must dress up as something together to change it up a bit and have some fun. The problem was, your two girlfriends were reluctant to tell you what they were dressing up as and assured you that anything you wore would be fine.

“Because it’s a surprise,” Wanda says while wrapping her arms around your middle and pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Now go and get ready and we’ll meet you at the party.” Grumbling, you left to go and get ready, imagining what they could have installed for you.

When you arrived at the party you had to give Tony his dues, the party looked amazing and it was a brilliant idea to have people dress up. You looked around trying to figure out what people were meant to be, smiling at how much effort everyone had put in. Steve and Bucky had dressed up as people from the 1940s, their old fashioned clothing probably from their youth. Peter and MJ were dressed as mad scientists, Peter fluffing his hair up to look crazy and constantly checking to see if it was alright, much to MJ’s amusement. Clint looked so done with the whole party despite it just starting, dressed up in a Santa costume that was from when he pretended to be the jolly man at Christmas for his children. Laura wore an elf hat and a simple dress that suited her, but she was too busy trying not to laugh at her husband. Tony and Pepper just looked incredible, their theme most likely meant to scream money and wealth.

Suddenly, you felt two people lean on your shoulders, their different perfumes invading your senses as you turned to look at them. On your left was Natasha who was dressed in a tight red dress that left little to the imagination, devil horns sticking out of her fiery red hair, black, smokey eyeshadow making her eyes pop and a sinister smirk on her face. Wanda was on your right, dressed in a white, flowy dress with a gold halo in her hair, a soft look on her face compared to Natasha. You chuckled at them, dressed as a Devil and an Angel on each of your shoulders.

“You both look beautiful,” the compliment causes them both to smile at you, the two of them having a turn to compliment your choice of clothing as well. You leaned in to give Wanda a kiss, innocent and sweet, and then turned to Natasha who had no shame in sliding her tongue into your mouth, a small moan escaping you at the action.

“Don’t be tempted by her,” Wanda whispered in your ear, her voice soft while her arm interlocked with yours. “Or there will be no reward later.” You stifled the noise that wanted to come out and just watched as Natasha winked at you before walking off.

Wanda and yourself followed behind and you had to try your hardest to not drift your gaze lower on Natasha’s back. The three of you ended up on a sofa talking with Steve and Bucky, them rambling on about a story from their past while you three nodded along. You were paying attention until Natasha moved closer, her mouth on your ear as her breath tickled the side of your face.

“Do you know how hard I want to fuck you right now?” she purred quietly, “Have you trembling with pleasure as I thrust my fingers deep inside you? Or even better, my cock.” You groan at her words, low enough that no one other than Natasha could hear, making her smirk in victory as she works you up. Her hand grips your thigh, squeezing the skin and moving up higher teasingly before drifting down to rest on your knee. “I could have you coming in my mouth right now in that bathroom,” her gaze travels to the ladies room on the other side of the room, your eyes following as they darken with lust. “Come on, let's have some fun,” she bites down on your ear while no one looks before pulling away and giving you a predatory look that sends another wave of arousal through you, your panties definitely soaked as you clench your thighs together.

After a few moments, Natasha excuses herself to the toilets, her eyes staying trained on you as she gets up and starts to walk away. You remember Wanda’s earlier words and reluctantly stay still in your seat. You know this is a test, Natasha staying true to her outfit and trying to get you to sin with her, give into her temptation and end up with a punishment equivalent to hell. That however doesn’t make it any easier as you suffer with the results of her dirty words and teasing.

You don’t realise that Steve and Bucky had left, leaving you alone with Wanda as Natasha waits out in the bathroom to see if you crack. Her touches are far more innocent that Natasha’s, her hands interlocking with yours, her thumb running over the back of your hand.

“You’re being such a good girl,” she whispers, the praise making you whine slightly. “I bet you’re so wet for us both right now,” your eyes widen at her words, not expecting her to be in on the teasing.

“I thought angels were supposed to be innocent and pure,” you say, hoping she’d stop the torment. She just lets out a low chuckle and smiles at you, making you nervous for what else was to come.

“The devil was an angel once,” she comments, her voice raspy and sultry, “Who says we can’t be tempted as well.” Her hand goes to your thigh, scratching through your clothing and even going as far as your inner thigh near your core to draw invisible patterns. Your breathing hitches and you bite your lip to stop yourself from saying anything.

Soon Natasha returns, having given up waiting for you, and takes her seat to your left again. She notices the prominent blush on your cheeks and how your hand is gripping the cushion of the sofa, knuckles almost turning white.

“So Y/n,” Natasha starts, drawing your attention away from Wanda’s hand on your leg, “Are you enjoying the party?” you go to answer her question but your breathing stops when your thoughts change.

You’re tied to the bed while Natasha roughly kisses your lips, pulling out moan after moan as her tongue explores the roof of your mouth. Her hands grope at your chest, pinching and pulling at your nipples causing sighs to leave your lips. Wanda was in between your thighs, looking up at you with an innocent look, and licked a stripe up your core, her tongue gathering the wetness that was dripping out of you.

“It’s rude to ignore people,” the spy moves closer to you, her chest pressed up against your shoulder as she talks into your ear. “I’ll ask you one more time,” You look over to Wanda who has a sly grin on her face before Natasha grabs your attention again by sucking on your neck, “Are you enjoying the party?”

“Yes,” is all you could manage out in a breathless whisper, mind clouded with arousal and desire as both women relentlessly tease you.

“Are you sure?” Wanda whispers in your other ear, the hand that was teasing your inner thighs moving to drag her fingers over your clothed pussy under your dress, the fabric soaked with your arousal. “Because I'm sure there are more exciting things we could be doing,” you stifle a moan when she starts to circle your clit through your panties and move your hand to sit on top of hers.

“I just want to be good,” your whine has them both grinning, “I’ll do anything you want me to, just please let me be good for you.” As soon as the words leave your mouth, Natasha drags you away towards the elevator to get to your shared apartment, Wanda quickly on your tail.

Once you reach the bedroom, Natasha immediately straddles you on the bed, her mouth descending onto yours as she roughly kisses you and slips her tongue into your mouth. The whole thing is hot, her hands tugging your hair to pull moans out of you, her tongue tracing the roof of your mouth while her hips grind down harshly onto yours as she uses you for her own pleasure for the moment. Instinctively, your hands go to her waist, guiding her movements as she ruts against you.

“Fuck,” she rasps out as you both pull away breathless, Wanda unzipping the spy’s dress as she climbs off your lap and passionately kisses the witch. You watch in awe as their tongues fight for dominance, hands roaming freely across each other's body as they undress each other. You can’t move, frozen on the spot as bare skin is exposed to you, Natasha’s red dress dropping to the floor while Wanda’s is pulled over her head and discarded carelessly somewhere. They wear lingerie matching their outfits, Natasha wearing a black and red lace set while Wanda has a gold and white one on.

“Enjoying the show?” Wanda teases, swaying her hips as they both crawl onto the bed to join you. Her lips crash to yours, nothing innocent about her now as her hands rid you of your clothes. Natasha is now behind you, her chest pressing into your back while she bites at your neck, littering you with purple and red marks and sighing wantonly against your ear to make you shudder. Wanda’s hands cup your breasts unceremoniously as you revel in the pleasure, her running her fingers over your hardened nipples and tugging playfully. You lean your head back onto Natasha who moves to nibble on your ear, her hand coming up to rest on your throat, a pitiful moan escaping you.

“Don’t worry Kotenok,” She purrs, “You’ll get what you want soon.” You can feel her smirking into your skin as your hips buck at the contact of her knee slotting between your legs. “But first Wanda has a question, Don’t you Wands?” Her green eyes snap over to the witch who pulls back from the sloppy kiss with you, her cheeks flushed and eyes darkening.

“How do you feel about you and Nat fucking me at the same time?” she whispers against your lips and your eyes widen at the question.

“Fuck that would be hot,” you sigh out, imagining Wanda in between you and the spy as you pound into her from both sides. “Are you sure you want that?” She bites her lip at you sultrily and nods her head before moving forwards to press her lips back to yours.

“On your back baby,” she husks out between kisses and you move away from them both to lay on your back near the top of the bed. Wanda kisses down your body, licking over the marks Natasha made soothingly before ghosting her hot breath over your nipples and then kissing your inner thighs that were slick with your desire for them. “I’m going to give you your reward for being so good for us,” Her breath fans over your core, your hips bucking at the feeling which causes her to place a strong hand on your hip to keep you still. She licks through your folds, her tongue swirling around your clit while her free hand moves to be near your entrance. Her fingers gather your wetness before she thrusts two fingers straight into you, your back arching off the bed as you let out a guttural moan. Her mouth sucks at your clit while she pumps her fingers into you, your hands fisting in her hair as she eats you out

Moans pour out of your mouth when she curls her fingers and you almost scream when you feel her moan into you loudly. Your eyes wander away from the brunette between your thighs and to the redhead behind her. You hear a click of a bottle and assume she’s used some lube to ease one of her fingers into Wanda’s tight hole and let her get used to the feeling and stretch. Wanda’s face moves to kiss at your thigh for a moment, trying to get used to the feeling of something in her ass before continuing to reward you. You softly stroke her hair and let her take her time and watch as Natasha moves to have Wanda sit on her face, her finger slowly stretching her tight hole out.

The room then fills with your moans and Wanda’s muffled ones as Natasha brings her close to coming and manages to work her up to having three fingers pumping in and out of her ass. Your legs tighten around Wanda’s face as you come with a scream, body spasming with pleasure as you ride out your high grinding against the witches mouth. She follows soon after, clenching around Natasha’s fingers and tongue as she screams into you, biting down on your inner thigh to muffle the scream. The feeling was painful but also pleasurable and you’re certain you're going to have a dark mark there later on.

Natasha moves from under her, not wanting to overstimulate her, and carefully pulls her fingers out. You pull Wanda up your body, peppering kisses over her face as she tries to steady her breathing.

“You did so well for us,” you praise, still breathless from your own mind blowing orgasm as you talk to her. She hums in response and slowly kisses you, the taste of yourself on her tongue making you moan into her mouth. “Are you still up for us both?” you whisper against her lips, your hands stroking her back as she presses her body weight onto you.

“Yeah,” she murmurs back and you see Natasha move to get the strap ons before lubing them both up so it doesn't hurt her.

“Remember your safewords?” Natasha asks while Wanda gets off you so you can put the harness on.

“Green for ok, Yellow for slow down and Red for Stop,” Natasha smiles at Wanda softly then pecks her lips and helps guide her to hover above your plastic cock. Your hands move the tip of the toy to rub against her clit teasing before letting her sink down onto it. She moans lewdly as her hips meet yours and slowly starts to rock back and forth. She braces her arms next to your head and moans into a kiss as you thrust up into her gently, her hips starting a rhythm with yours.

Natasha soon has her harness on and moves to kneel behind Wanda while her hands slow her movements down. You whisper comforting words to the brunette, checking if she’s still ok by asking her for a colour, as Natasha slowly pushes the head of the toy into her ass, a loud gasp leaving the witch as she screws her eyes shut. You’re both patient as you let Wanda adjust to the toy, Natasha soon having the whole toy inside her and letting the pain fade to pleasure.

Experimentally, Wanda moves forwards slightly then pushes back, a low groan escaping her as she enjoys the feeling of Natasha and yourself deep inside her. Natasha starts a gentle pace of thrusting in and out of her while you swallow her moans with your mouth and thrust your hips up into her. Soon Wanda starts to move in time with you both, as soon as you pull out, Natasha pushes in and vice versa and her moans become louder.

“Fuck,” she moves to lean backwards against Natasha, who wraps a firm hand around her middle to keep her upright, while your hand moves to circle her clit. “Harder,” She sighs out, the two of you listening and increasing the force at which you pump your hips into her. “Faster,” the sound of skin slapping echoes around the room as you pound into her from underneath and Natasha snaps her hips against her. Wanda’s breasts bounce with each thrust and her legs start to shake as she nears her orgasm. “Please, I’m so close, don't stop,” begs tumble out her mouth as her hips move frantically between the two of you.

With a loud scream, liquid gushes out of her around your cock as she comes, her hips stuttering as her hands grip behind her onto Natasha to stop her body from collapsing forwards. You both slow down your thrusts as she rides out her high, her legs spasming around you while her hands fall off the spy to rest on your chest while she pants for breath. Natasha kisses along her neck and back while she calms down and when you see her wince at the feeling of being so full, you motion for Natasha to slowly pull out. She whines at the motion and soon moves off your lap to lay on the bed next to you.

You quickly discard the harness while Natasha moves to the bathroom to start a bath for you three and pull the witch close to you to murmur praise to her. Her body naturally moves towards you, her face tucked into your neck as she tries to fall asleep, her body exhausted from coming so hard. When Natasha returns, you carry her to the bath and gently lower her in and climb in behind her so she can lean back into your embrace. Natasha also climbs in, helping clean Wanda off and start her aftercare before quickly washing herself from any sweat.

“Are you ready for bed milaya?” Natasha murmurs into the witch’s hair after placing a soft kiss. She nodded back sleepily and the spy helped her dry off before taking her to bed. You quickly drain the tub and dry off yourself before joining them in bed. Wanda curls her body into Natasha but when she feels your presence next to her, she moves her hand back in search of yours and she places it around her middle. You smile at her drowsy actions and kiss them both goodnight before drifting off to sleep.

Kinktober Masterlist

I wanted to do a kinktober with Natasha and Wanda X reader so here will be 31 chapters (potentially just drabbles) of smut with them.

All chapters are from my AO3 LoveIsAnImaginaryDagger that were posted last year.

1- First Time 2- Sex Pollen 3- Age Difference 4- Semi-public sex 5-Dirty talk 6- Love Bites 7- Orgasm Denial 8- Dom/sub 9- Begging 10- Fingering 11- Power Imbalance 12- Non bed surface 13- Worship 14 - Jealousy 15- Collars 16- Knife play 17- Lingerie 18- Overstimulation 19- Masks 20- Marking/Branding 21- Toys 22- Double penetration 23- Somphnophilia/Sleepy Sex 24- Hair pulling 25- Bondage 26- Gun play 27- Psychic/ Magic sex 28- Bath/Shower sex 29- Caught masturbating 30- Rough sex 31- Surprise chapter