Multifandom Imagines And One-Shots

Dark!WandaNat: No Escape pt6

An: Last Part homies.

Word Count: 952

Y/n wanted a fresh start with Natasha and Wanda, that couldn't happen in Westview. At least in Y/n's opinion. Though Wanda was reluctant to leave the city, Natasha convinced her it was for the best. The spy even pitched the idea of the three of them living on a farm.

So they dropped the barrier around the city and took off. They settled in the middle of nowhere, in a house that Wanda created.

Things were surprisingly domestic between the three of them. There was a slight worry inside of Y/n that she had made things too easy. That she had gotten too comfortable.

In those moments, she'd think about what Wanda and Natasha did for her versus what she did for them.

They showered her with affection. This time it wasn't obsessive or overbearing, it was quite cute. They didn't pressure Y/n to return it.

For a while, she didn't really return any of the affection. However, she'd get the urge to just be near them. So when Natasha was doing yard work, Y/n would offer to help. When Wanda was cooking, Y/n sat in the kitchen and watched the woman.

They hadn't been intimate since they moved and while the pair wanted nothing more than Y/n, they were willing to wait.

Eventually Y/n started giving them small displays of affection little kisses on the cheeks, holding hands, and long hugs. She enjoyed the way the women would always react in slight shock. She couldn't get enough of seeing the pink blush that would cover their faces.

" Y/n, come taste this. I think something is missing," Wanda shouts to the girl from the kitchen.

The witch has an apron on, but it doesn't protect her from having flour slip onto her clothes from underneath. She seems to be baking some kind of batter. Y/n watches as Wanda collects some of the batter onto the spoon and slips it through her lips, She deliberately smacks her lips a few times to see if it tastes alright.

" I don't know, something just isn't right. I need a second opinion."

Y/n does something unexpected. The younger woman finds herself giving Wanda a small peck on the lips. It's quick, but it leaves Wanda speechless.

Y/n hums and then sticks her finger in the batter," It's sweet but maybe add some vanilla extract. Just a dash, ok?"

When she looks back at Wanda, the woman is still frozen in her spot.

" Ok so, I'm going to- "

As Y/n tries to walk away, Wanda grabs her arm. The witch gently pulls the woman against her chest so that they're face to face. Y/n's heart is pounding in her chest. Wanda can feel it, she can hear it. Her grip loosens, she is afraid that she has scared the girl. However, Y/n isn't afraid in the slightest.

Her hand rests delicately on Wanda's face, " I'm not scared."

Wanda still hesitates, but she kisses the girl. It's soft, she holds her hunger back, just grateful that Y/n wants to kiss her in the first place.

" Don't forget the vanilla extract," Y/n pecks her lips one last time before leaving the house.

She checks the front yard for Natasha, but doesn't find her there. She then treks around to the back to find the women huffing at the flowers.

" What did the roses do to you, Nat?"

She doesn't look Y/n's way, " Thorns."

" Where is your patience, Natalia? You can't just go grabbing fists full of roses, and expect not to get stabbed by the thorns. You grab one at a time."

She plucks a rose and smiles," And then... you find a beautiful girl and give her the rose. You have to say something really classy before you give it to her. Something like-"

" I've always felt like a ragged thorn, attached to your beautiful rose. Not selfless enough to ask for a pruning, as I just longed to be near you. Maybe you've thought of being free from me, but never truly cut the thorn. I regret the sorrows it caused you, but I can't help but be grateful that you haven't gotten rid of me yet."

Natasha, not looking at Y/n. Her eyes are glued to the rose in her hand, and even then the look they hold is distant.

" Nat, that was-"

" Too much, I'm sorry." The red head stabs abruptly, trying to run away from the conversation.

This time it was Y/n lulling the woman back into her. Natasha's hand pressed lightly against Y/n's chest in surprise.

" It was beautiful, Tasha."

Y/n leans forward and pecks Natasha's lips. The Stark goes to pull away, but Natasha chases her lips.

Y/n let Natasha kiss her. Natasha's passion controlled kiss. She wasn't hesitant like Wanda. She wasn't afraid to show how needy she was.

Y/n's breathing was ragged when the kiss broke.

" I love you," Natasha breathed out against Y/n's lips.

" I love you too."

The flowers were forgotten as the pair headed back inside. Wanda was just putting the pie in the oven.

Everything was perfect. It was domestic. Y/n loved it. She wanted to live like this forever.

Living like this had been her dream at one point. She finally had it. Maybe she could leave the past in the past. There was no reason to look back, she wasn't going in that direction.

She could move forward with a new life with the two women she couldn't help but care about. She could leave if she wanted to, but truly she didn't feel the need to escape.