Solitude

11| Good girl

"Watch your step."

Wanda gives you an annoyed glare. Natasha left like two hours ago, leaving you two to your normal day-to-day activities. Teasing each other until the other one breaks. You run your hand over her back as you walk past her, dropping your hand lower on purpose.

"When are you finally going to keep that pretty mouth shut? Just for one second." She groans. "Since two days ago you're more talkative than usual."

"Might be because you're on my mind all the time. " You grin, winking at her. "I just can't help it."

She tilts her head. "Sweet words don't get you out of this."

"Dirty words then?" You raise a brow. "I'll do anything for you."

She laughs, shaking her head. "Oh, is that so? I don't believe you."

"That is a mean thing to say, Wanda. Don't I deserve some respect from you?" You pout, slowly walking up to her. "I'm only nice to you and this is how you thank me?"

Wanda looks up at you, humming softly and leaning her head from side to side. "I can be nice…when I want to."

"I can try harder if you want?" You trace one finger over her collarbone. "Where were we before we got so rudely interrupted by our guest."

She shrugs. "I don't know…did you want to wash the dirty dishes?"

"Noo. Not even close." You roll your eyes, grabbing her chin between your fingers and tilting her head up. "Let me help you remember."

Subconsciously, her fingers wrap around your upper arm. Her pupils dilate as your thumb brushes over her lower lip and drag it down. Wanda's breath shudders.

You love to tease out new reactions of her. You wonder what else you might discover about her in the next few days. It wasn't a lie when you admit that she's on your mind constantly.

You press a kiss on her cheek. "Miss Maximoff."

Wanda tightens her hold around your upper arm.

"Wanda." You whisper, placing a butterfly kiss on the tip of her nose. "Do you like that name?"

"Or…"Trailing your mouth over her face, you press another kiss on her other cheek. "Princess."

The redhead hums, skimming her fingers underneath your shirt. Her fingernails dig into your back. You swallow, moving your nose over her neckline and up her ear. Wanda takes a shaky breath, closing her eyes. You try to hide the devilish grin and fail. Teasing her like this gives you more satisfaction than it should be allowed. Time to bring out the big guns.

Your lips brush over her ear. "My good girl."

She presses you against the nearest wall. Your breath catches in your throat, her hands roaming over your waist. Desperately. Longingly. Her lips crash down on yours, swallowing each word that wants to break free. 

You spin her around. Wanda whimpers, your knee coming up right between her legs. Rolling her hips against it, she seeks more friction. You trace your tongue over the front of her teeth. Her skin is burning underneath your touch, a force of nature begging you to press her closer to you.

"Wanda." You drag your lips away from her mouth, closing your eyes to not rush forward again at the sight of her dazed expression. "Are you sure?"

"Yes…please. I- I want you."

"Yeah?" You lazily smirk. "What exactly do you want me to do with you?"

She grabs your hand, placing it on her chest. "I want you to…fuck me. To show me how much you want me too." Her heart pounds wildly in her chest. "Do you feel what you're doing to me? That's all because of you, darling."