Marvel Women One Shots

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I wrote this at 3 in the morning, so it is what it is
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Summary: Wanda just found her wife fucking the shit out of you..

Angst/fluff/ Smut: scissoring, face fucking, face riding, strap use, masterbation, mommy kink, daddy kink..

Word count: 3794

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Wanda stood frozen.

She hadn't the slightest clue as to what she would be walking in on. She just knew that Alex had come home on her own without a hint of what Nat was doing and that, at 3 hours after her last class, Nat had even missed dinner. Which she never misses, and if she is going to, she always gives her a call to explain.

So, seeing as Nat was a few of hours late already with no word, she grew worried. She didn't answer her calls or texts. The next logical thing to do was to drive to the school for herself and make sure her wife was okay.

She expected to see her buried in papers that she didn't want to take home, probably a little stressed and more than a little hungry, hence why Wanda had leftovers in her hand.

Wanda could tell Nat had started to hate her job. She didn't blame her; this was never a forever thing. She expected her to quit as soon as she could.

However.

She never expected Nat to go out like this.

Walking in to her wife fucking the living shit out of you, their daughters best friend, well, it certainly left her stunned.

At first, all she could do was watch. She was trying to process what was happening; not sure if maybe she was in a dream and that's why none of this made sense, or if she somehow ingested some edibles without knowing and this was her minds way of fucking with her.

Because.. could her wife really be fucking you? Right here, in her classroom of all places? With the door unlocked and the possibility that anyone could have walked in to witness what was happening?

Floods of doubt plagued Wanda's mind; was she not good enough? Had she missed the signs? How long had this been going on for? Had she pushed her to do this? She thought their sex life was great, but maybe she was delusional about that, too. What else had she missed?

She was sure her and Nat were on the same page, how could their wires have been so crossed?

So, she stood there. And watched her wife fuck the shit out of you. Watched you come undone under her wife's touch. Watched her wife come undone, sloppily kissing you to chase her high. Watched as she slowly pulled out of you, she could see your cum covering the strap on. Don't think she hadn't caught the look in her eye; she hadn't wanted to stop.

And with all of this going through her mind, do you think she was focused on the stuttering Natasha in front of her trying like hell to make up some excuse, trying in vain to explain away the situation she was in?

It was evident that Natasha hadn't expected anyone to find them, or if she had, she certainly didn't expect it to be her wife.

What was even better was your flustered state: you were naked from the waste down, a panting, frantic mess that couldn't decide the best course of action. It's clear to Wanda that you wanted to run but were actually too petrified to even move.

To say Wanda hardly had any say in her next actions was an understatement. But sometimes the heart has power over the mind.

Wanda carelessly dropped the food she so laboriously slaved over earlier in the day, the food she so lovingly had brought for her wife thinking she had been suffering without dinner.