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Wanda Maximoff
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Requested by Astridnaomiwatson
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Summary: Wanda and you have been dating for a long time. Tony Stark planned a party due to the success of the last mission. A girl decides to flirt with you and Wanda is not very happy about that...
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warnings/tags: fluff, cute, smutty, oral sex, scissoring, etc.
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word count: 1,576

"Do you seriously intend on wearing that?" Wanda's voice spoke from behind.

I was standing in front of the mirror gazing at how the black dress framed my body. Natasha couldn't fit in it anymore so she decided to offer it to me.

"Yes, why?"

I could see her complexion from the reflection of the mirror, a small smirk appearing on her face.

She took numerous steps forward and eventually reached my shoulders. Her fingers sketching the skin around my neck and jawline.

"You know I won't be able to take my hands off you." She whispered lightly almost breathing the words out.

I shivered at the feeling of her hot breath, my legs closing together, fighting off the desire to devour her out then and there.

"Well, you're gonna have to."

I struggled my best to compose myself from the sudden throbbing I felt inside my underwear. 

The party had been awaited for a while now. The Avengers had been working really hard for the past months, striving to find the new secret organization.

After months of investigation and sleepless nights, we successfully turned in the undercover agents.

Tony Stark decided to plan a party to keeps us motivated, something to look forward to.

Which indeed helped, cause here we were, fixing up for the party.

Wanda stood by my side for most of the gathering, her hand gently holding mine.

"I have to use the restroom." She spoke into my ear  before disappearing into one of the halls.

I saw Natasha at the bar by herself, preparing a drink, and looking at the group of Avengers laughing loudly.

I decided to keep her company while Wanda was gone.

I sat down on the counter and sighed.  We were both looking in the same direction.

"Did Wanda leave you all alone?"

"She had to use the restroom."

The laughing continued on, specifically Steve's laugh, as the men patted each others back.

Bucky just sat with a small grin whilst taking a sip of his beer.

"I seriously don't understand how I've been doing this for years." She said taking a sip of her drink.

"That is why I prefer women." A brunette woman with stunning skin appeared next to us.

She looked around Natasha's age, very grown and confident.

"There are times I prefer to be a lesbian," Natasha confessed chuckling at the mere thought of all the assholes she's met throughout her life.

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