Kinkmas

Christmas Morning

Summary: Waking up on Christmas, you can't help but stay in bed with your girlfriends, deciding that the presents could wait a little longer.

Word Count: 3.6k

Warnings/Tags: Fluff, Domesticity, Christmas, Polyamory, Threesome, Soft Smut, Dom Wanda/Switch Natasha/Sub Reader, Fingering,  Dirty Talk, Praise

A/N- This chapter is set a couple days after the 'Naughty Or Nice?' chapter :)

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A gentle tapping against the pane of the window drew you out of your peaceful slumber, tired eyes fluttering open and searching for the source of noise, gaze eventually landing on the small gap in the windows. Gentle streaks of light spilled into the room that was filled with tranquillity and love, your tired eyes unblurring and watching as delicate flakes gracefully fell from the sky, creating a blur of infinitely repetitive white as the outside world was drowned in the winter weather, your body relishing in the warmth of your bed.

Your mind slowly processed that the warmth wasn't provided by the sheer amount of duvet you had wrapped around you but the two bare bodies that were pressed against you, gentle breaths tickling your skin as you relaxed further against the bodies, a contented sigh carefully falling from your lips.

Gradually, your brain started to wake up, remembering the intimate events of last night which lead to the three of you being naked in bed, their soft and sensual sighs filling your mind, the feeling of lingering touches burning into your skin, the pleasure that wracked through your body creating another throb between your thighs as you remember the highs you experienced last night, a small smile toying at the corner of your lips as you tear your gaze away from the spectacle outside, turning to the woman opposite you.

Natasha's face, even whilst asleep, was one of the most beautiful sights you had ever seen, your eyes holding nothing but love and awe in them as you let your gaze slowly travel across her features, making sure to admire them all in as much detail as you could, memorising each and every little intricate part of her beauty. Her red locks somehow still framed her face perfectly, emitting a divine quality from her as her soft and pale skin practically glowed with the little light in the room, your fingers itching to brush over the impossibly smooth skin but refraining from doing so as she looked so peaceful. Instead, you let your gaze drift to her eyes, watching as her eyelashes fluttered slightly with whatever was happening in her mind before travelling lower to the gentle slope of her nose, the way it delicately curved at the end, encouraging your gaze to drop even lower to her plump lips, your mind remembering how soft and addictive they were. Once you had paid attention to her face for long enough, deciding you had appreciated each angelic feature, your eyes casted down to the skin of her neck, a fain mark from last night still visible making you smirk at your work, eyes lowering even further to her chest before dropping once again, noticing how it was her leg that was slotted in between yours, both of her hands also within sight answering your next question.

Wanda's arms were snaked around your middle, the pads of her fingers brushing over the skin of your lower abdomen as her breath fanned across the back of your neck, her brunette locks splaying across the pillow her head rested on, your body subtly pushing back further against hers, wanting to feel her somehow even closer. In doing so, you accidentally woke the witch up, her green eyes slowly adjusting to her surroundings as she secures her grip around your middle, snuggling her body closer to yours as her lips meet the base of your neck and your bare shoulder, a smile playing on her lips as she can hear the amount of flustered thoughts filling your mind as it casts back to last night once again, a small chuckle leaving her.

"Morning Detka," she whispers, her voice quiet as to not disturb the spy who still soundlessly slept, a rasp accommodating the brunette's voice from having just woken up, resulting in her accent becoming more prominent and further increasing the throb that started to build between your thighs.