Scarlet Widow One Shots

Altered State of Mind

Word count: 900+

Tags/triggers: explicit language, oral sex (kinda), nudity, established relationship, i literally don't know what else to say, Wanda shows Natasha how good she's getting at altering reality

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"Can I show you?" Wanda sits on the bed across from her girlfriend, her eyes big with excitement because she's been working on this for a while. Natasha nods, not really sure what she's in for, but Wanda seems so eager, she can't say no.

"Go ahead" Natasha's voice is low and sweet as she places both hands on her thighs, mirroring Wanda's kneeling position on the bed. "It's something I've been working on for you." Wanda lifts her hand to Natasha's temple, red tendrils coming to life between her fingers as her eyes start glowing red.

It doesn't take much for Natasha to go under, she's expecting it after all, and she's more willing to comply then she was the first it happened.

She knows this isn't real, knows her mind is yet again being tempered with, but now Wanda is on a bed that looks just like the one she's sitting on, wearing nothing instead of black sweatpants and an oversized shirt. She's looking back at Natasha from her position on the bed, on her hands and knees, ass in the air like a good girl. Her pussy is on full display, tightly squeezed together between her thick thighs, looking like a delicious fruit, ready to be devoured — offering herself to her lover fully.

Natasha's breath comes out in shallow huffs as she feels her own heart rate pick up. She can practically smell her, she's so wet. Natasha is wet, too, and swollen — painfully so. It feels so fucking intense; going from comfortably sitting in bed to being turned into a tightly bunched up bundle of nerve endings — begging to be taken apart — in the matter of seconds. 

It's like floating.

"Do you like it?" Wanda breathes, pressing her cheek to the mattress. She wiggles her ass at Natasha, who's standing at end of the bed, completely naked, unable to speak as she admires this absolute goddess of a woman. "Put your mouth on me." Wanda's voice is soft and husky as she spreads her thighs just enough for her arousal to start dripping. A long syrupy line slides out of her vaginal entrance, and Natasha almost starts salivating at the familiar, musky smell of her cunt. "Fuck, baby, look at you." Natasha leans forward, pressing her bare chest against Wanda's back, taut nipples poking into Wanda's warm skin.

Natasha can feel the slight dampness of sweat against her own breasts, and even taste the sticky salty flavour of it as she places open mouthed kisses on the side of her neck. Wanda's hand comes up, cupping the back of Natasha's head, to pull her in for a kiss. The angle is awkward, but she slides her tongue against Natasha's anyway, inviting a deep intimacy that Natasha feels in her bones. "I need you" Wanda husks, hand falling back to the mattress as Natasha shift to push herself up until they're not longer touching.

She sinks down to her knees to admire Wanda's swollen sex up close — bright pink and drooling, inner lips poking out slightly through thicker outer lips due to her current state of arousal. "Get inside of me." Wanda breathes, "I want you to eat me out from behind." Natasha is so lost in lust that she obeys. Her mouth opens, tongue slipping out to get a first taste, and just when she's about to slide it against Wanda's hot slick cunt, she's back in Wanda's room, blinking at the bright lights of the ceiling lamp above her, chest heaving with laboured breaths, nipples straining against the fabric of her bra. Wanda is still next to her on the bed. She's tucked under the sheets now, carefully watching her from where she had gotten comfortable while Natasha had been trapped in that lewd altered reality of her's.

Natasha assumes that she might've been under for longer than she thought because it gave Wanda the time to snuggle up next to her comfortably. "Why'd you stop?" Natasha sits up, pouting a little. She realizes how her body still hasn't caught up with her head. The heat between her legs is almost jarring, and she's sure her underwear is ruined.

"You looked kinda hot like that," Wanda gestures towards Natasha's slightly disheveled form "panting and whimpering next to me on the bed."

There's a pause before Natasha opens her mouth to speak again "You had time to watch me while you did all of that?"

Wanda smirks, carefully eyeing her from her spot on the bed. She notices how her nipples are poking through her shirt even though she's wearing a bra, her cleavage and cheeks slightly flushed. "It felt real to you, didn't it?"

Natasha blinks at her, a little shocked at the question because, damn, she's horny right now, "Yeah, fuck, " She looks around, still trying to take in what just happened, making sure she's really in a room with Wanda right now "I swear, I could smell you!" she whisper screams.

"I don't think that was me, baby" Wanda pulls back the blanket and shifts closer the the other woman until she's sitting in her lap, both legs wrapping around her waist, lips almost touching. "That. Was merely. Your mind. Remembering" she punctures every word with a tender kiss to Natasha's lips.

"I think I'm gonna need you to finish what you started" Natasha places both hands on Wanda's waist and leans forward, pushing her into the bed. A small squeal escapes her girlfriend's lips as she plops on the mattress. 

"Undress me, and I will." Wanda promises, hands tugging at Natasha's shirt, their bodies pressing together deliciously. "I want you to eat me out from behind" she quotes herself with a giggle.

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A/N: I know this is short but I literally couldn't bring myself to write more ❤️‍🩹 

As always, not beta read. Sorry for any errors, feel free to give me constructive criticism. Thanks for reading :)