Wanda Maximoff One-Shots

Stepmother part 2* +fluff, hurt/comfort

Contains: top Wanda, cheating, step-incest, punishment, mommy kink, spanking, fingering, rough sex

Pov y/n

I wake up with a massive headache the next morning and some missing memories of last night. I don't remember getting into bed, nor changing into my pajamas. A few moments from the party are also missing. I rub my forehead and stay in bed, hoping it will cure the hangover. It doesn't though and I whine, burying my face in the pillow.

When there's a knock on the door, I call them in. Maybe it's my dad coming home a week earlier from his trip. But when I glance up, I see Wanda. She looks as good as ever, her hair in a neat bun and comfy clothes on due to the current weekend.

"Good morning, rise and shine. I thought you might like these." She offers me a package of ibuprofen and a glass of water. I don't remember seeing her after our little argument last night but I appreciate her being kind to me. I really hope I didn't wake her up when I got home yesterday because I was totally wasted.

"Thank you." I say and take it from her. She gives me a short smile while I take the pill, hoping it'll get better soon.

"Do you want some breakfast?" She asks.

I lean back into my pillows and nod. Breakfast might help in getting my spirits up. I push one leg out from under the covers because it got too warm. Her eyes dart to it and linger a few seconds. I follow her eyes and instantly blush and cover myself up. I thought I was wearing my pajama bottoms but I'm not and nearly exposed my underwear to her.

"Yeah, breakfast sounds nice." I stutter a little and try to hide my embarrassment. She simply nods and gives me a smile before leaving the room. I let out a long breath and close my eyes. So much about avoiding her at all costs.

After breakfast, which was delicious, I head back to my room and hope she won't come look after me. The headache is gone and I'm starting to feel a lot better but our encounter this morning doesn't want to leave my head. She was so kind and caring that I almost let myself slip into old habits again. But I can't. I can't find her attractive anymore and I can't keep crushing on her. Last night was fun and I didn't think about her once when we were out and that's how it's supposed to be. I'm not going to sit here any longer and think about my stepmother like that. Keeping her distant is definitely the safer option.

Around 4 pm, I decide to go for a walk, not able to stay in the house with her any longer. She was so kind during breakfast and I wanted to do nothing more than kiss her in thanks for the food. But that's wrong and I know it.
I walk down the stairs and go to grab my keys from the sideboard.

"Where are you going?" She asks. I cringe internally. I hoped she wouldn't notice me going out.

"Out." I reply. This time it is the truth though because I don't exactly know where I'm going. A walk could take me anywhere:

"When are you coming back?" She asks. I want to find it sweet that she cares so much about me but that's not the right way to keep her distant.

"Don't know." I shrug and step towards the door.

"Will you be home for dinner?" She asks. There's an edge to her voice that tells me that this is about last night. Keep your distance, y/n.

"We'll see." I answer, which gets me a scoff.

"It's a basic question. I just want to know if I need to cook for two or for one." She states. I turn around and look at her annoyed. Her arms are crossed in front of her chest and I am clearly not the only one who's annoyed here.

"You'll figure it out." I reply and cross my arms as well. She raises her eyebrows and narrows her eyes. I've never seen this expression on her but I can still tell it means trouble.