Linger

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"Hey," Wanda clicked her fingers as she prodded me with her toe from the other side of the bath.

I laughed out my nose and turned my eyes back to her, "you all right?"

"I'm fine, I'm having a brilliant time in the bath with my naked girlfriend, actually all I can look at are your tits right now but you seem to be looking at the wall very intensely," Wanda giggled softly, "what's on your mind?"

"I have gossip," I smiled slowly, "but I'm not supposed to tell anyone so you can't tell anyone either."

"About who?" She smiled back wide, leaning forward in interest.

"Bucky went down on Beka," I informed her.

"NOOOO," her eyes widened with a huge smile, "I thought she wasn't ready?"

"They haven't had full proper sex, they've only kissed before today," I nodded, "she summoned me earlier and when I got to her room she was bouncing off the walls telling me that Bucky had eaten her out and he was really gentle and slow with her. Apparently he's really fucking good at it as well, not that she's really got anything to compare it to though."

"This is huge!!" Wanda beamed, "she was so nervous about kissing him last week and now they're ... doing bits."

"They are," I laughed out my nose, "but I'm not supposed to tell you."

"It's not like I'm going to tell anyone," she giggled, "that's such a vulnerable thing for her to do, especially considering she's never done anything like that with literally anyone before. Most men would rather have themself taken care of."

"Not Bucky," I smiled with a shrug.

"Not Bucky," she agreed, lying back down with a smile, looking up at the ceiling as I gently massaged her calves, "do you remember the first time we had sex?"

"Of course I do," I told her softly as she began to smile.

"Almost 9 months ago now," she nodded.

"I personally can't believe you're not sick of me yet," I laughed out my nose.

"Never," she smiled, looking back down to me, "I really love you Y/N/N, more than I've ever loved anyone else."

"I love you too baby," I smiled back softly.

"So so much," she whispered, her eyes flitting closed again as my hands travelled up from her calves to her knees and down her thighs slowly as her lips curled back into a smile.

"I love quiet moments like this with you," I told her softly as she parted her legs slowly as I sat up and pressed my forefinger between her thighs.

With a hum from her lips, she closed her legs around my hand and sat up, cupping my cheeks and kissing me harshly.

"It's definitely your turn," she mumbled against my lips as her hand's travelled down my body to my lower stomach.

"No such thing, let me take care of you," I laughed out my nose as she pushed her middle fingers against my clit and I let out a small whine.

"Shhhh," she smirked, kissing me again as her fingers untangled me under the water.

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"How many people have you slept with?" Wanda asked me with my leg draped over her naked sweaty body and my head on her chest.

"4," I told her with a small yawn.

"4?" She checked.

I hummed and nodded.

"You've only had sex with four people?" She repeated.

"Yeah," I giggled, "you sound shocked."

"I am shocked, I thought you'd slept with so many more people," she replied, "only four?"

"Yes Maximoff, only four people," I laughed, "I feel like I'm being slut shamed and I'm not even a slut; how many people have you slept with?"

"3," she giggled.

"Right," I laughed out my nose with an amused smile as I rolled my eyes.

"I think it's because you're so attractive I just assumed you'd slept with more people, you have a very sexy dominance," she justified with a small smile.

"A sexy dominance?" I smirked.

"You know what you want," she nodded.

"It's entirely an act, I didn't even know I liked you," I laughed out my nose.

"There's no way that's an act, you're just- you're so ... confident, in literally everything you do," she replied, running her hand through my hair.

"I've never told anyone this, literally anyone but I am massively insecure and anxious the majority of the time," I informed her with a slight awkward laugh.

"Really?"

I hummed and nodded slowly, "the whole bad guy act is a massive facade."

"I can't believe you haven't told me this before now, that was the entire reason I fell for you," she giggled as I reached up and linked our fingers together.

"Tell anyone else and I'll kill you," I laughed out my nose.

"Is your name even Y/N/N?" she teased, "are you sure you were an assassin?"

"Shut up," I smirked, squeezing her hand, "I'm still big and scary, I'm just also quite facetious."

"You don't seem so big and scary anymore, I hate to break it to you," she giggled.

"Yeah, well your tongues been inside me so your opinion on the matter doesn't count," I smiled back to her as she laughed out her nose with a small nod, "is that really why you fell for me?"

"Amongst other things, your confidence was definitely a key factor in my attraction and then I got to know you and found out that you're not only unbelievably gorgeous, you're also funny and kind and sweet and ... gentle."

"Gentle?" I laughed out loud, "I'm the least gentle person on the team."

"See I would put Bruce in that position," she smirked, "you think you're less gentle than the Hulk?"

"Okay well ... second then," I smiled slowly.

"Bucky accidently crushed a can of baked beans yesterday," she quipped.

"Shhhhh stop being so stubborn," I giggled, covering her mouth with my hand as she laughed into my palm.

"I love you really," she mumbled behind my fingers.

"Shhhhh," I smirked, closing her eyes with my other hand, "bed time now."

"It's 9 o'clock," she mumbled back.

"Shhhh," I repeated with a giggle, switching the lights off with my abilities and proceeding to lay my head on her chest and pull the duvet up over us.

"Y/N/N," she whispered into the darkness, running her fingers through my hair.

"Wanda," I whispered back.

She stayed silent for a good few seconds before she placed a kiss on the top of my head and cuddled into me as our legs intertwined under the covers, my arms wrapping around her body and holding her close.

"Please don't ever leave me," she spoke so quietly I almost didn't hear her.

I hugged her tighter and placed a lingering kiss on the side of her head.

"I'm not going anywhere, I promise."

































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