Multifandom Imagines And One-Shots

Dark!WandaNat: No Escape pt2

Word Count: 2349

Smut

Exhaustion plagued Y/n. She hasn't dared shut her eyes after Wanda popped up in her dreams. The soles of her feet were sure from the amount of walking she did, but she couldn't risk leaving an easier trail for them to follow.

It had maybe been 4 days since Wanda invaded her mind. In that time she had covered a vast amount of land. She still had no idea where she was going, but staying on the move seemed like a promising option.

In her exhaustion came thoughts about her encounter with Wanda. The woman had subtle changes in her appearance. Her hair was different, the heavy circles around her eyes, the dark magic trailing up her fingers; she had matured. It made her wonder about Natasha. Has the other woman changed too? Would she know her if she saw her?

The curiosity swirled with her anxiety. If she didn't know what Natasha looked like, it would be harder to spot her.

Unfortunately, images of the women filled her brain. Y/n was attracted to them, and there's not a way to fix that. There was no way to deny her physical attraction to them. It made her sick.

She could recall the soft textures of their skin, the warmth of their bodies, the delicate scents that filled the air when they were near. It was like she was the dog, and they were Pavlov.

They conditioned her that way, for this exact purpose. To have this unbearable hold on her.

She had to stop walking soon. Her feet couldn't take much more. The way the sun was quickly fading only served to advance the thought of her stopping.

According to her map, there was a town about a mile away she could stop in. Hopefully they'd have somewhere relatively cheap for her to stay for the night.

The town was suburban, small. Y/n could tell, by the layout, that this was one of those towns where everyone knew each other. The neighbors were friends and so were their kids.

There was still a slither of sun when Y/n found a motel. She walked in with her fingers crossed, hoping for a reasonable price.

" Hiya hun, welcome to the Westview Inn, looking for a room?"

Y/n nods," How much for one night?"

The lady at the desk studies Y/n appearance. The girl is covered in sweat and dirt, her hair is all matted, her clothes are well-worn. It is easy to deduce that the girl doesn't have much to give.

" It's on the house, if you want it."

Y/n eyes widen," Really?"

The woman slid a key across the desk to Y/n. The woman sends her an endearing smile," You're going to be in room 26, upstairs and to the right."

" Thank you...."

" Agnes."

Y/n smiles brightly at the lady," Thank you so much, Agnes. I deeply appreciate this."

The Stark girl takes the key and makes her way into the room. Upon entry, she lets out a large sigh.

Her shoes are the first to come off, her pants, and shirt follow. She leaves a trail of clothes leading to the bathroom. She turns on the shower and steps in.

The warm water works to relax her tense muscles. Her eyes close for a moment, enjoying the sensation. Her guard is down until she thinks she hears something.

Y/n's eyes shoot open, trained on the shower curtain. She sees something moving on the outside of the curtain. Her heart rate increased. She didn't want to call out whatever it was.