Possession

Introductories

Neither yourself or Wanda had developed much of an appetite following the day's events. Dinner was skipped and you headed home with little conversation during the drive. You offered that she sleep in the spare room if she needed space. She hesitantly denied, which pained you a little. You wish she weren't so afraid.

"Have you met any of my friends ?"
You rolled into the driveway, the car coming to a halt as you leant back in your seat, turning your head to face her.
"No, I haven't. Apart from Pietro, obviously."
She hadn't turned to you just yet. She was twisting her thumb ring, observing it's turns.
"Would you like to ?"
She remained silent.

"Look, Wanda. I wanna show you that there's more to life with me than fights and blood. I'm getting the sense you're already having doubts."
She lifted her hand to wipe a stray tear from her eye before replying to you.
"Can you blame me, Y/N ? You know I'm a witch, right ?"
You took her hand, rubbing circles into her palm.
"Yeah, I read that in your job application."
She giggled into her hand, finally turning to face you.
"Everything in my life is doubt and instability. Can you understand, I want someone who can give me the absolute opposite ?"
She waited on a response, holding your gaze as a couple tears escaped her eyes.
"Let me show you, Wanda. I can be everything you need. I promise."
You smiled genuinely, before racing from the vehicle and rushing to open the passenger door. You took her in a bridal carry, scooping her into your arms before slamming the door shut with your foot. She giggled as you frantically kissed her face, running inside the house and spinning her round in the open hallway.

"You're meeting my friends tonight. I'll call them now. Go get something pretty on, I wanna make Carol jealous - she's been tryna get a girlfriend for ages."
She pulled your head down, pressing her forehead to yours.
"So, I'm your girlfriend ?"
You pulled back, pressing your lips together tightly as you felt your cheeks growing red. You couldn't believe you had let that slip.
"Only if you want to be...obviously."
She began laughing, quite evidently at your sudden reclusion and nervousness.
"Of course I do."
She leant in and pressed her lips to yours, holding you there as you clasped her in your arms. She pulled away, lingering against your mouth as she retreated.
"I'll go get ready to make your friend jealous."
You ran your eyes over her as she walked away, smiling as she shut the bedroom door on you.

"Could you stop being so fucking boring and just come round ? I have alcohol, will that convince you ?"
You had relocated and were now sat on a barstool, resting your elbow on the surface as you puffed a cigarette. You were attempting to convince your limited number of friends round for drinks with Wanda - using the prospect of free alcohol to bribe their laziness - which to your surprise, was a success. You hung up after gaining Maria's confirmation that everyone would be there and stood to leave and change. As you exited, Wanda ran into you, hair still wet from a shower as she moved past you to the bar. She gave you a blunt statement, leaning over the tabletop to grab a bottle of Bacardi.
"I'll make some cocktails."
You watched as she pulled off the cork, leaving it open as she shuffled in her tight black dress. She pulled the seams down her thighs as her shuffling had left it sitting far too short. Even upon adjustment, one wrong move and you'd no doubt be given a view of her undergarments. She turned to you, watching as you eyed her up and down taking in the details of her skin-tight fit. It was low cut, sheer, hugging her in every correct place. She made her way to you, heels noisy against the marble. Your cigarette lay loose on your lips as she ran her fingers from your stomach to your chin, grabbing it from your mouth before placing it in her own - taking a drag. She blew the smoke back at your face before commanding that you go change. You leant in to kiss her before retreating, only to be stopped by her fingertip against your clasped lips.
"You can kiss me later...if you're good."
Your mouth fell open.
"If I'm good ?"
You leant forward, ready to assert some level of dominance as you motioned to grab her. Your movement was interrupted and you found yourself completely unable to shift your hands. You looked down, noticing a swathe of red energy surrounding your inhibited wrists - the source being the palm of Wanda's hand. She grinned at you, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth as she groaned a little.

You shook your head, biting your cheek in order to conceal any enjoyment you drew from her dominance.
"Now be a good girl, Y/N. Listen to mommy and go change."
She released you from suspension and pushed you through the doorframe, watching as you walked away. You huffed, releasing the breath you had held before her.

She really was something. Never in your life had you so easily submitted to another person, yet there you were, non-permitting of your own pleasure at the hands of Wanda.

You had changed and thrown on some light yet noticeable makeup. You sported an intense pine green dress, that was arguably tighter than Wanda's. There was no way you would allow her to behold herself in that garment in front of your woman-loving friends without also being thinly clad. The dress paired a low front with a low back, showing - admittedly - far too much skin. As you swished mouthwash to the back of your throat, you heard the clatter of your front door being thrown open, followed by the booming voices of your beloved friends. There was some light murmur downstairs, which you assumed to be Wanda introducing herself. You were now rushing, wary of leaving your girlfriend alone with your companions. As you sped out the bedroom, Carol stuck her head round the corner at the foot the stairs, staring up at you on the landing.
"Hurry up and get down here ! Before I start talking to your hot girlfriend."

You flashed her your middle finger before blowing her a sarcastic kiss and rushing down into her arms. She held you in a tight hug before walking by your side to the bar. You scanned the room for Wanda and noticed that numerous others had turned up from the compound. You knew it would've been Rhodes who'd invited the crowd.

Wanda was sat, leaning back against the couch with her legs crossed tightly, a drink in her hand as she was chatting to Maria. You were only slightly bothered, due to the fact you were overly aware of how attractive Maria was - there was no doubt she'd be Wanda's type. Additionally, Maria had a thing for taken women - affiliation with that which she knew she couldn't have. You'd rather not think about how you knew that.
Carol had noticed your lack of conversation and coerced you into downing the drink in your hand.
"You've got nothing to worry about. Stop staring, you're being a freak."
You slapped her arm, giggling as she pouted at you.
You lifted another drink as you set the empty glass behind the bar, noticing your phone buzzing on the countertop.

TONY : Huge assignment tomorrow, chat in the morning. Have fun tonight. Don't worry, didn't want an invite anyway :] - Dad

You turned to Carol, rolling your eyes as you held the phone screen to her face.
"Please go and prohibit Maria from sleeping with my girlfriend. I have some quick business to deal with."
You formed a speedy reply to Tony's message before setting down your phone in the drawer adjacent from the alcohol and making your way over to the girls.

You approached Maria from behind, stopping to sit on her lap, hopeful that Wanda wouldn't be jealous and aware of the action's platonic nature. Or perhaps she would be envious. A nasty part of you would wallow in it.
"Would you kindly refrain from trying to fuck my girlfriend ? The least you could do is wait for me to leave the room."
Maria laughed her usual, sensual giggle before turning to face you. You gasped as her face came into the light. She had the remnants of a fresh cut running the length of her cheekbone as well as a small stitch plaster, vertical upon her brow. You touched her gently with your thumb, concern swathing you.
"Maria. What happened ?"
She removed your hand, placing hers upon your thigh.
"Some idiot from Natasha's mob trying to convince me to switch sides. Obviously, I said no and...they didn't take it too well."
Maria turned to face Wanda, who was peering up at you. She questioned the origin of today's events, undoubtedly curious after conversation with Maria.
"Is that what happened to you, Y/N ?"
You nodded, both Carol and Maria touching their fingertips to the wound on your neck.
"Same guy ? We all had some tall brunette with longish hair."
You removed yourself from Maria's lap, squeezing yourself between her and Wanda, holding your girlfriend's knee in your hand.
"All of you ?"
There came a nod from the two women, who stared you down, a little confusedly.
"Is something wrong, Y/N ?"
Carol was particularly intuitive when it came to your emotions. She could always tell when you had a shift in mood.
"No it's just...it was Natasha that came for me."