ScarWidow/Wandnata one shots

[♦️Moving Out Pt 2]

3rd person

Wanda's kisses continued their descent down Natasha's body, her soft lips tracing every inch of warm, familiar skin. Natasha's eyes were shut tight, her hands grasping the sheets as she withered in pure satisfaction, releasing sweet and hoarse moans that only fueled Wanda's desire more.

Natasha's body was so lost in the pleasure that she unintentionally put her hands in Wanda's hair, pushing her closer. But Wanda wasn't having it. She groaned, lifting one hand to use her magic to bind Natasha's hands above her head with red strands of magic. Natasha let out a small gasp in surprise, her eyes flashing open through her eyelashes to gaze down at Wanda, who was looking back at her with a piercing gaze.

"You're disturbing, Natasha," Wanda said, her tone coated with dominance and impatience. "Do you ever disturb me?" she asked, her voice dripping with authority.

Natasha's eyes widened in response, and she shock her head involuntarily. Wanda's gaze seemed to bore into her soul, and Natasha felt a shiver run down her spine.

Just as Wanda's gaze was starting to intimidate her, a small smack on Natasha's inner thigh caused her whole body to jolt forward, shuddering in the pleasurable pain. "Oh God," moaned Natasha, her voice barely above a whisper. "No... I'm s-sorry!" she apologized, her words trembling with embarrassment.

Wanda smirked at the reaction, her eyes glinting with amusement. She went back to her previous task, kissing and licking Nat's skin with renewed intensity. Natasha's body responded eagerly, her senses overwhelmed by the sensation of being devoured by the woman she loved.

As Wanda's kisses continued to explore every inch of Nat's skin, Natasha felt herself becoming more and more submissive, her body yielding to Wanda's dominance. She knew that she was being punished for disturbing Wanda, but she couldn't help the thrill of excitement that coursed through her veins.

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Wanda's pov

As I slowly opened my eyes, I felt a warm weight on top of me - Natasha. I smiled as I gently pushed strands of hair out of her sleeping face. Then, I gently caressed her cheeks, leaving soft kisses all over her face. The redhead stirred, and I whispered, "Hey, sleepy head."

Natasha's eyes fluttered open, and she replied, "Hey." I continued to caress her face, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me.

As she woke up, I felt small kisses on my chest, and her bright green eyes finally met mine. "How did you sleep?" I asked, my voice low and husky.

She smiled, burying her head deeper into my chest as she groaned. "I can't feel my legs!" she whined, and I couldn't help but laugh. "But you did so well for me," I said, brushing my lips against hers.

"My perfect little sub," I whispered, causing goosebumps to appear on her skin. Natasha blushed, hiding her face, and I couldn't help but smile.

I recalled the events of the previous night, how she had responded to my touch, how she had surrendered to my desires. It was a feeling unlike any other, and I felt grateful to have her by my side.

"Let's go out for breakfast," I suggested, "We can look for our new place while we're at it."

"I love that idea," she replied, her voice still husky from sleep.

I smiled, feeling a sense of excitement wash over me. We were taking a new step together, one that would bring us closer to our independence and freedom. And I couldn't wait to explore this new chapter with Natasha by my side.

"Need help getting to the shower, Miss Limpy?" I asked, smirking as Natasha threw a pillow at me, making me laugh.

"I'll take that as a yes then," I chuckled, helping her to the shower.

After we got ready, we headed out to a quiet café in town for a much-needed breakfast. As we sat down, Nat asked, "Apartment or house?"

I sighed, "House."

Natasha's eyes sparkled with amusement. "And you?" I asked, playing along.

"I don't mind. I'd be living with you, and that's excellent for me," she replied, her voice warm and affectionate.

I smiled, taking her hand in mine and planting a kiss on her knuckles. "Okay, that's a start," she said, her eyes shining with excitement.

We then started looking through a variety of houses, but we were coming up short. We simply couldn't find one we agreed on.

"How about we expand our search and look for places outside of New York?" Natasha suggested. "We'd have more choices then."

I raised an eyebrow at her. "You'll be okay with being away from the rest of the team?"

Natasha smiled reassuringly. "Sure. They could always call if they need me."

"Are you -" I started to ask, but Natasha cut me off.

"Baby," she said, her voice soft and gentle as she placed her hand on mine. "I won't be able to move on and live a life with you if I constantly attach myself to the team. They're my friends, I get that. But if they need me, I'll be there. I want to move on with you, I want to start a life with you."

I nodded, considering her words. It was true that we had our own team, but being apart from them wasn't something I was eager to do either, despite everything that happened between us. But if it meant finding a place that was perfect for us, I was willing to make the compromise.

"It'll be tough leaving everyone behind," she continued, "but I'll be okay. We'll be okay. I want to do this," she said, her voice trembling with determination.

I couldn't help but smile at her unwavering resolve. "Corny," I said, narrowing my eyes jokingly.

Natasha laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Alright then," she said, her voice laced with playfulness.

I chuckled, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. We were taking a step forward, together. And for the first time in a long time, I felt like we were truly on the same page.

"Dream house. Go!" Natasha exclaimed, her eyes shining with excitement.

I laughed, taking a deep breath as I began to paint a vivid picture of my dream home. "Okay, so I'm thinking of a place in a quiet location, somewhere I can focus on my powers and work without distractions. It's got to be surrounded by nature, so I can gaze at the stars at night and feel connected to the universe. And of course, it's got to have plenty of open space, so we can have friends and family over and make memories together."

Natasha's head turned to me, and I could swear I saw a spark of excitement in her eyes when I mentioned family. I felt a flutter in my chest, wondering if she was thinking about the same things I was.

"I'd love that," she agreed, her smile radiant.

It wasn't long before we found our perfect home. The team was incredibly supportive of our decision to move, and they were more than happy to help us get settled into our new life.

As we continued to help out on missions, we found that we were just as committed as ever to our team and our work. But we were also enjoying the freedom and tranquility that came with living in a quiet place.

I couldn't help but think that moving was the best decision we could have ever made. It was a chance for us to start anew, to build a life together, and to create memories that would last a lifetime.

As we sat on the porch of our new home, watching the stars twinkle above, I turned to Natasha and smiled. "You know, I never thought I'd find someone like you," I said, my voice filled with emotion.

Natasha's eyes met mine, and she smiled softly. "I never thought I'd find someone like you either," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

We sat there for a moment, enjoying the silence and each other's company. Then, without saying another word, we leaned in and shared a kiss under the stars.

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