Solitude

13| Sweetness

"Oh, oh, oh…here she comes."

"Don't laugh." She whines, limping inside the living room. "This is all your fault."

You stand up from the couch. Chuckling softly, you quickly walk up to her which isn't difficult because she's as fast as a snail. Placing your arm around her waist, you let her lean herself on you and walk to the couch. You don't want her to fall over when you are the cause of her current state.

"It's not like you didn't want it. You were the one to wake me up again for - what was it? The third round?"

Her face heats up. "I don't want to talk about it."

"But it looks like you're in pain." You muster her body, hanging on her legs that remind you of jello. "Can you feel your legs?"

She pouts. "Barely."

"Oh, my poor girl." You press her down on the couch. "Just sit down and let me take care of you. I turned you into this mess so let me give you the princess treatment."

"I won't need it." Wanda shakes her head. "I'll be fine."

"No arguing or I have to shut that pretty mouth of yours with a gag." You respond, trailing your fingers through her hair and grabbing her chin between your thumb and forefinger. "You want that?"

"You wouldn't."

You lift an eyebrow. "Try me."

Wanda holds eye contact. The air cracks around you. You hold your breath. You won't be the one who loses. Thankfully, the redhead breaks first.

You rub your thumbs over her thighs, hoping to release some tension. She groans, leaning her head back against the sofa. You know that sound very well by now. Smiling softly, you continue your actions. Kneeling her sore flesh, Wanda sighs deeply and closes her eyes.

"That feels nice." She breathes out.

"Yeah?" You ask, looking up at her through your lashes. "You poor thing…I really exhausted you yesterday."

"Don't sound so coy about it."

"I feel proud of it." You tease, smugly grinning as the redhead stares daggers into your skin. "Making a pretty woman come three times in one night is pretty good for my ego."

She presses her finger against your mouth. "Shhhh."

Instead of pushing it away, you press a kiss on the tip of her finger. Her eyes hang on your mouth, a dreamingly expression in them that reminds you of last night. How her mouth fell open in an o shape as she tumbled over the edge. Or the way her eyes rolled into the back of her head. You're never going to forget, the images burned into your mind.

Wanda snaps her fingers in front of your eyes. "Y/n? Did you hear what I just said?"

You blink. Once. Twice.

"Huh?"

Wanda laughs. "I asked you if you've eaten yet. Where did your mind just take you?"

"Heaven."

She wipes her hand over her face. "Jeez, the question should be: What did I do with you yesterday? You're like a new person all of a sudden…all charming and nice. Where's the grumpy girl that wanted to throw me out of my cabin?"

"Our cabin." You correct her. "We have agreed on sharing it. Unless, you want to continue the discussion."

"It's still mine…I rented it first."

"Just tell yourself that. The next time we'll see Nat we will just ask her about it. This needs to be settled once and for all."

"Deal." Wanda agrees. "We'll see who is the winner."