Indigo Meets Scarlet (Wanda x Y/n)

chapter fiftyseven

⚠️tw⚠️- smut😼, skip until u see ⚠️ again if you don't want to read it :))

lads, I've never written smut before so pls go easy on me

Y/N POV

Our lips are still joined when we appear in my bedroom and I break away momentarily to yank off my cardigan and jacket before pushing Wanda down on the edge of the bed, straddling her lap and pulling her back in for a kiss.

"Wait, wait- Y/n." Wanda gasps, placing her hands on my chest and forcing me to sit back.

"Mmm?" I hum, my eyes flicking from her irises to her lips.

"Are you sure you want to do this? We don't have to, we can-"

"I'm sure if you are. I want this. I want you."

That was all Wanda needed to hear and she leans back in to kiss me, the desperation returning as her hands slide back around my waist. Her grip tightens and in one swift motion, she lifts me from her lap and throws me onto my back against the sheets, causing me to squeal at the abrupt movement.

She swings her leg over my hips straddling me and pinning my wrists above my head just as she had earlier that day, letting out a low laugh at my shocked expression. Her jade eyes appear to have darkened, her pupils blown with lust.

"Aww, did you really think you were the one in control here, малышка (babygirl)? No, I'm picking this up from earlier." Wanda coos, her American accent completely vanished.

She releases one of my wrists to brush her thumb across my lip before returning to hold me down, my heart beating faster as warmth starts pooling in my abdomen at her dominance.

She moves forwards until her face is barely an inch away, her breath hot against my lips as she brushes against them teasingly. Unable to use my hands to drag her closer, I lift my head trying to capture her mouth but she pulls back, beginning to place kisses along my jaw instead.

Wanda travels downs my neck, leaving gentle nips across my skin, a quiet moan escaping my lips each time, the pleasure only deepening as I feel her run her tongue over each bite, soothing it.

My hands are still pinned above my head, fighting desperately in Wanda's grip, and failing, to get free so I can pull her mouth up to mine. It doesn't take her long to find the sweet spot between my neck and clavicle and I sense her grin as she draws another moan from my lips while she suckles on my skin.

She takes her time moving back up my neck and after what feels like an eternity, Wanda's lips eventually land on mine, kissing me with such hunger I'm convinced she'll bruise me. 

She nips at my lip, asking for entrance which I grant and her tongue slides into my mouth, bumping against my teeth and brushing sensually against my tongue.

Finally releasing her grip on my wrists, I fling my arms up to cling onto her back, tugging Wanda as close to me as I can. A low groan hums from the Sokovian, tingling my lips and her hands slide down to the exposed skin of my stomach, the sensation of her fingernails causing me to squirm beneath her.

Wanda pulls away from the kiss, much to my displeasure, and sits up, using her powers to pin my arms back down above me to prevent me from clawing at her. Both of our chests are heaving as we stare at each other, Wanda's expression thoughtful whereas mine was confused and frustrated.

Her hands trail up my stomach until they reach the hem of my crop top, rolling it between her fingers, her bottom lip pulled between her teeth, grinning at me.