Make a choice (Y/N)

Chapter 6

Author's Note: Trust the process regardless if you want a Nat or Wanda Endgame. It'll definitely be worth it.

Wanda's POV:
Y/N and I didn't know how to act around each other since that day. We trained together every morning but we wouldn't speak much. I don't know if i leaned in because we were both tired or because I wanted to kiss her or because she said I was beautiful. I decide to go and knock on her door to see if she was still up for helping me this evening. Y/N answers the door in her sports bra and shorts breathless. She looked so good.
"Hey Wanda. Are you ok?" She asks.
"Yeah I just wanted to check we're still ok for tonight?" I inquire nervously.
"Of course but again I warn you everyone will fail in comparison to me and ultimately you'll want me to take you home," she jokes easing the tension making me laugh.
"I'll be ready at 8. Oh and say hi to Nat for me," I smirk walking away and I hear Nat laugh from inside.

Y/N's POV:
I shut the door and we both start laughing.
"Now where were we?" I ask kissing Nat.
"I think you were just about to start taking off my clothes," Nat smirks.
"How could I forget?" I reply kissing her again straddling her.

Smut
I lift off her shirt and pull off her pants.
"You're wearing far too many clothes," Nat states taking off what I had left before pinning my arms above my head as she kissed me. With every passing day Nat was becoming more dominant and confident when we were together. She starts kissing my neck leaving small bites which made me moan. She left a trail of kisses from my neck to my stomach.
"Nat please," I beg.
"What do you want Princess?"
"I need you," I plead. She lifts my legs over her shoulders and starts to devour me. I throw my head back in pleasure and my hips buck off the bed. She was so good at it. Every stroke of her tongue was meticulous giving me immense and immeasurable pleasure. She attaches her lips to my bundle of nerves which earns her the loudest moan so far. It felt so good. I was already embarrassingly close.
"Not yet Princess," she instructs. I had to try to compose myself. Nat moves back up my body and kisses me lustfully. Being able to taste myself on her tongue was hot. I reach down starting to rub her clit making her moan into my mouth. I start to speed up making her hips writhe for more contact. When she was close I stopped.
"I want to taste you," I plead. She positions herself over my face and starts to suck on my bundle of nerves again. This was so much pleasure making Nat moan and her bringing me close at the same time. I was close and so was she. A few more swipes of our tongues and we both fell apart. Nat climbed off me and went to the draw. She put on the strap while I lay down with my legs open ready.
"Good girl," she whispers against my lips. She pumped one finger inside me curling it deeply then another speeding up her movements making sure that I was ready.
"Are you ready Princess?" She whispers kissing my neck.
"Yes Nat," I reply breathless and needy. She thrust into me slowly at first letting me adjust then faster and deeper with every movement. Nat held onto me tightly kissing me passionately. There was already so much pleasure. Nat knew I was close so sped up even more sending me crashing into my second orgasm. She didn't give me time to compose myself flipping me over. Nat didn't waste time and continued to hit the spot that sent me wild over and over again. She spanked me gently to the speed of her thrusts. This felt so good. Every thrust was bringing me closer to the edge and Nat knew it so reached around to start rubbing my bundle of nerves.
"Come for me Princess," Nat requests and I did moaning loudly collapsing on the bed having soaked her. I turn over pulling Nat down for a passionate kiss before taking the strap off her. She laid down on the bed legs open.
"Someone's eager," I smirk.
"No playing Stark," she instructs. I do as I'm told and move down her body starting to taste her. Her hips bucked off the bed so I held them down. Every touch made her moan loudly. Wanda was right. I knew she was close already within a few seconds she'd hit her first I didn't waste time and started curling one finger inside her then another still sucking on her bundle of nerves. Every thrust was deeper and faster. I could feel her start to tighten around my fingers. She looks at me for reassure and I nod. She moaned loudly as she hit her second. I thrust into her not allowing her to ride her second knowing she was ready. Kissing her passionately I thrust faster and deeper. I start to leave bites on her neck to add to the pleasure. She was moaning loudly and erratically I knew what was about to happen. I start rubbing her bundle of nerves making her hit her third I pull out and she drenches me her legs shaking gently. Flipping her over I continue hitting the spot that sends her wild. I start to spank her gently to the pace of my thrusts. Her legs start shaking out of control so I reach around to rub her clit to add to the pleasure. She was already close. I speed up moving deeper to add to the pleasure. It wasn't long before she was coming again I pull out and it happens for a second time. She collapses on the bed her legs completely out of control. I lift her up onto the pillow kissing her gently. I clean her up and put some clothes on her while she composes herself.
"Are you ok?" I check.
"S...so good," she whispers breathless making me giggle.
"I'm glad I could be of service," I smirk. I lie down after I put some clothes on so she can lay on my chest comfortably.
Smut over

We fall asleep exhausted waking up again at 2pm.
"Shit we missed lunch," Nat mumbles sleepily.
"I already ate," I joke making her laugh.
"Well Stark you can get us lunch because my legs now don't work," she instructs.
"I'll make you lunch," I agree. I head to the kitchen to make food where Tony is.
"What's going on with Wanda?" He asks as I start making the sandwiches.
"I'm taking her out to find someone this evening if you must know to help her get over Vision. Why?" I inquire.
"You and her haven't been able to look at each other since I knocked on your door what did I interrupt?" He explains.
"Nothing. It was an emotional evening and it was the first time we'd opened up to each other about our grief that's all. It's heavy stuff," I ramble.
"Do you need to go back to therapy?" He checks.
"No. It's not bad. This is actually really helping. Coming here has been great for me Tony," I assure him.
"I'm assuming a lot of it has to do with Romanoff. I always thought you two would end up together," he observes.
"It's not like that. I didn't know that," I reply confused.
"She was never really interested properly in anyone until you came along not even Bruce in the same way," Tony explains.
"Right. Well it's nothing serious it's just fun that's all I can cope with right now. I've got to get this sandwich back to Nat," I excuse myself.
"Hookups don't get food," he replies.
"She's not a hookup. She's my friend," I state clearly leaving.

Wanda and I sit down in a nice bar in town.
"You know Maximoff if I thought you were my way inclined I'd take you home myself," I tease.
"Are you always this flirty? I'm going to need a lot more alcohol to have the confidence to talk to a stranger," she says nervously.
"As you wish Miss Maximoff," I reply getting up to get us both a shot of vodka and a cocktail each. After an hour there's still no one that Wanda likes or is remotely interested in.
"Why are none of these people attractive?" She asks.
"Well when you're sat across from the hottest person in the universe it's a bit hard to compete with," I joke making her laugh.
"Let's try another bar," she suggests. We finish our drinks heading elsewhere.

We go to another bar about a 20 minute walk away. I get us in another round of drinks and we sit talking waiting for someone she's attracted to. After another hour I can start to see her get frustrated so we head to yet another bar and still there's no luck.
"I'm starting to think I'll never find anyone," Wanda sighs.
"Listen just give it time we can try another bar," I encourage her.
"Take me home," she says.
"Sure I guess we can try again another night," I state finishing my drink.
"That's not what I meant. I want You to take Me home," she declares emphasising you and me.
"Are you sure?" I ask not wanting her to regret her decision.
"I'm sure," she smirks. We get a taxi to take us home.