It's warm and comfortable around me when I wake up. The matrass is soft and the blanket cozily wrapped around me. There's a body clinging to me that I turn around to without thinking much about it.
My eyes stay closed as I nuzzle my nose against her shoulder. Her arm holds me tightly and for a while I just listen to her steady breath and feel myself slipping into the land of dreams again. Even if I wanted to, I doubt I'd be able to get out of her hold, and that's cute.
Before I can fall asleep again though, the sound of an alarm clock breaks the quiet and the body next to me moves. Not much, just enough to hit the button to turn the noise off.
"I truly hate this thing." Wanda murmurs and rolls back to me, pulling me closer. I smile at that action and gladly rest my head on her shoulder.
"As much as I agree with you, we still have to get up though." I say with a yawn.
"Okay, but just for the record, I don't like that either." She mumbles, making me smile.
Staying in bed is very tempting but I don't wanna arrive too late to work. Wanda grumbles something but loosens her hold on me. I push the blanket off me and slide out of bed. She turns on the light on her nightstand and sits up.
"Maybe I don't hate it as much as I thought." She says and grins at me. I playfully roll my eyes at her and put on my underwear.
"Don't you have to get dressed as well?" I ask, trying to hide the blush at her staring. It's not like she hasn't seen this before but it'll still need some getting used to, to receive looks and compliments like these.
The last time someone complimented me before Wanda is so long ago, I'm not even sure who it was. It feels nice to hear those things and makes me feel wanted.
Wanda hums and gets out of bed as well. I stop my actions, taking a moment to appreciate her almost naked body. Now I understand what she meant.
If we had any more time, I'd lead her right back to bed and give attention to all the body parts on display and the one that's covered.
We steal more glances as we get dressed but keep our hands to ourselves. I get a button down from Wanda that doesn't fit her anymore because it got washed a little too hot. It shrunk enough to be too small for her but it fits me.
I push the lower hem into my jeans and do a little trip to the bathroom to freshen up.
When I descend the stairs, I can already hear Wanda in the kitchen. Natasha is also already awake, which I guessed from her absence in the bed.
I enter the kitchen and stop in my tracks, staring at Natasha.
I've never seen her in anything but a shirt and pants before, and naked, but she already looked great then. Now she's wearing a navy-blue suit with matching high heels that make her ass look fabulous.
Her hair is put up in a neat bun and she screams authority. I can't even walk properly in shoes that are half as high as hers but she pulls it off effortlessly.
They click against the floor as she moves around the kitchen. When she notices me, she gives me a short smile, which doesn't fit her appearance.
But damn, she can pull of a suit!
It looks really hot on her and I have to stop myself from drooling.
"Wow." I just say, catching Wanda's attention as well. She's wearing sweatpants and a hoodie, the total opposite if her wife but she's also staying home today.
"Right? How could I not have fallen for my boss like that?" Wanda agrees with a cheeky grin at Natasha.
Nat smile and comes a few steps closer to me. She's even taller now and has to tilt her head down to kiss my cheek.
"Good morning. I hope you had a good night?" She asks casually. I swallow and remind myself that this is still the same woman as before.
And that we don't have time for sex right now.
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More than one night
Hayran KurguAU Story Y/n meets Wanda at a bar one night. The two of them start talking and y/n instantly feels attracted to Wanda. The feeling seems to be mutual and Wanda offers to take her home with her. But at home, there's a revelation waiting that y/n did...
