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Wanda Maximoff is a saint.
At least, that's what everyone who knows her would say. With her soft smiles and shy behavior, always trying her best to be the sweetest person in the room. No one would dare to say the contrary.
No one except you. Only you knew how wicked that woman could be. And here you are, having to witness her perversity first hand.
It's Saturday, what obviously mean that Tony has thrown a party. It's been a tiring, long week and after almost ten days without seeing Wanda, all you wanted to do was to spend some quality time with your girlfriend.
But Stark insisted that all the Avengers attended to the party since it was an event for getting new sponsors and, after almost destroying half of New York on the last mission, you were running out of those.
You hated the idea completely and almost punched Tony in the face when he was trying to convince you, but you understood his reasons so you just let it go. Wanda, on the other hand, hated it even more and would bail the party if you hadn't convinced her to come.
But Wanda was a woman on a mission, and her mission was to test your limits until you'd give up and take her out of this stupid party. And you knew that. You recognized in her hungry eyes what her mission was on the moment you went to her room so you could go together to the party. And considering the red dress she was wearing, she would have no trouble succeeding.
However, you also seemed determined to stay for way longer than she was intending too and she couldn't have that. Wanda had to step up her game and the brunette bit back a smirk when the perfect idea crossed her mind.
You were engaged on a serious conversation about weapons and security with Natasha and two rich guys, that you didn't care about memorizing the names, when your vision went black. It happened for the tiniest bit, but when it came back the sight was completely different.
In one of the hallways of the compound, you had Wanda pressed against the wall. You two were engaged on an intense, passionate kiss as her hands held the back of your hair tightly. The brunette curls her leg against your waist and you hold it to keep her steady. Wanda sighs against your mouth as your other hand travels to her breast and gives it a squeeze.
You blink multiple times until you see Nat and the two men again, your breath uneven as you try to understand what the hell just happened. Not a memory and definitely not something you imagined yourself. There could only be one explanation to all that.
"It's wrong getting inside people's heads, you know?" You think, well aware she's still on your mind. "Did you like that, honey?" her voice sounds on your head, making shivers go down your spine. When you finally spot Wanda, you see her talking to Sharon and Maria, an innocent smile playing on her face, as if she was completely oblivious to what was happening. You shake your head lightly and turn your attention back to the small group around you.
"I would like it better if you didn't do it while I was in the middle of a conversation" you think, pretending to be paying attention to what one of the men is saying and soon Wanda's voice sound on your head again "We could always go back to our room" and you chuckle lightly. "Alright, babe, nice try, but you know we have to stay here".
You look at her and Wanda glances at you quickly, the same innocent smile on her face but her eyes are filled with malice. "Nice try? My love, I'm only getting started" she retorts, but before you can say anything back, your eyes go black again.
Sitting on your bed, your entire body heats at having Wanda on top of you. As you caress her naked back, you press wet kisses from her neck to her breasts, winning a sigh from the brunette at every one of them. As you kiss and lick the soft skin, Wanda throws her head back with low moans, pressing her hips against your leg. The feeling of Wanda's wet intimacy against your thigh making your head spin. You place your hands on her ass and squeeze it, pressing her even harder against your leg and Wanda moans louder, holding the back of your neck and lifting your head to give you an intense kiss that makes your head spins.
Your breath hitches as you take a step back and your sudden movement catches Nat's attention.
- Hey, (Y/n), are you alright? – The redhead looks at you with concerned eyes. You look at her with wide eyes and swallow dryly, not yet recovered from the last images on your head. Noticing your silence, Nat gives you a playful smirk. - I think you drank too much.
- I think I drank too little. – You retort and clumsily make your way to the bar, not giving her the chance to say anything else.
When the barman asks you what you'll have, you tell him to give you whatever is the strongest and you hear chuckles from beside you.
- Having a tough night there, (Y/l/n)? – You turn to see Sam and Bucky, both with amused expressions and you groan, displeased.
- Let's just say a certain witch won't get out of my head tonight. – You say before picking the glass the barman just put in front of you and taking your drink in just one gulp, making the two men laugh.
- In your head is not the only place she's gonna be. – Sam retorts playfully and you frown your brows confused. The man points at somewhere behind you with an amused smile, but before you can turn to see what it is, Wanda shows up by your side and you tense up.
- Hey, guys! – The brunette greets happily and then gives you an innocent kiss on the cheek. – Hi, baby.
You only give her a smile, shocked at how she disguises so ably the hell she's making out of your head.
Wanda leans her body closer to you and you wrap your arm gently around her waist as the two of you engage on a casual conversation with Sam and Bucky about your last missions. It's been a while since Wanda last got into your head so you relax your muscles, giving Sam's story all of your attention. You are almost sure the witch had given up when your sight goes black again.
You're on top of Wanda now, her nails buried on your shoulders as your fingers go deep inside of her in a steady, fast pace. You give the brunette love bites on her neck as she moans loudly, causing your entire body to shiver. You rub her clit with your thumb, never stopping the movements inside of her, and her moans only grow louder, Wanda burring her nails even more on your skin, going down your back. You lift your face to kiss her, but she can barely respond to it. Still, she manages do take your lower lip between her teeth and pull it.
You groan. And immediately start to cough to disguise it. You don't think the two men noticed, but Wanda did, a small, proud smile playing on her lips.
- Babe, can I talk to you for a sec? – You turn to face your girlfriend with a smile, trying your best to pretend like everything is fine.
- Sure, my love. – She agrees, dripping innocence in all her movements, what only irritates you even more. That woman is everything but innocent. Wanda excuses you both from Sam and Bucky and you lead her to a more secluded area on the party.
- You have to stop doing this! – You say, not even trying to mask your annoyance.
- Are you taking me to our room, now? – She asks, a small hint of hope on her eyes that quickly fades away when you say no. - Then sorry, honey, but I won't.
- Wanda, come on, you'll make me go crazy. – You almost plead, but the woman in front of you has a determined, mischievous smirk on her face.
- No, darling, I need you insane.
She whispers the words and you can't help the way your legs tremble. Wanda walks away, back to Bucky and Sam, and you feel your irritation growing, but you smile unable to push away the thought that your girlfriend was really hot when she was determined like that.
You walk back to the group and soon Nat and Steve join you as well. The conversation seams nice and humorous but you can't focus, too attentive to when Wanda would make her next attempt to drain your sanity away. And soon she did.
Wanda is on top of you now. Actually, she is sitting on your face, her hand holding your hair tightly to provide her stability so she can keep moving. You move your hands to grab her breasts and Wanda moans loudly, throwing her head back in pleasure. She rubs herself against your tongue and you don't even try to do anything, letting her take control and place your head exactly where she wants it to be. The sight is intoxicating and you're pretty sure this is the closest you ever got to both heaven and hell.
When your sight comes back to your current surroundings you clench your jaw. You sigh, feeling hot and irritated "When this damn party ends I'm gonna rip all your clothes off at once." You think angrily and it's almost like you can feel Wanda smirking when she answers in your head "That won't be hard, dear. I'm only wearing the dress."
- Okay, that's enough. – You say out loud and Wanda widen her eyes in surprise.
The group around you give you curious looks but you only take Wanda's hand and walk away. Wanda has a winning smile on her face as you pull her towards the elevator and you don't notice the confused giggles the group exchange when you left, too overwhelmed by all the thoughts and feelings Wanda put on your mind.
As soon as the elevator doors close, you pull Wanda by the waist and kiss her firmly, completely unable to wait until you get to your room to start replicating all the things that devilish witch had put on your mind.