Wanda Maximoff One-Shots

April Fools*

Contains: marking (biting, hickeys, scratches), fingering, orgasm denial/edging, lots of teasing, eating out, multiple orgasms, top Wanda, hints of restraining (holding down)

Pov y/n

It's hard to contain myself when I hear Wanda's key jiggling outside of our door. I try to look nonchalant as I sit on our couch in the living room.

I'm always excited to see Wanda after a day of work, even more so when we didn't have lunch together. Today, she was out with a colleague to have lunch, which was totally okay with me as it gave me plenty of time to plan my prank on her. 

When it comes to pranks, I am always careful as I know there are some pranks that go too far and I would never want to cross any boundaries Wanda has. Most of them I know, some I don't, so I make sure the pranks I pull, which are very, very few, are never too bad. 

The front door opens and Wanda walks into the hallway, closing the door and locking it behind her. None of us has any plans this evening, so we might as well lock the door right away.
I grab my phone from where I threw it onto the couch and pretend to be scrolling, just a normal evening.

"Honey, I'm home," Wanda calls, her soft voice almost instantly making me smile. While I'm used to being alone in our apartment, most of the time I'm in home office, it feels different once I am done with work and waiting for her return.

"I'm in the living room," I call back and turn my head when Wanda enters. Her red hair falls softly around her face, her eyes bright and lips pulled into a radiant smile when our eyes meet.

"I missed you today," she tells me and tilts her head down to give me a kiss in greeting. I kiss her back and hum, pulling my legs up so she can settle on the couch as well.

"I missed you too. How was lunch?" I drape my legs back over hers, relaxing into the cushions. Wanda's hand mindlessly traces up and down my shin, her touch soft.
She's still wearing her rings, so she came in here without a short stop in our bedroom. I've always admired her rings as they look crazy sexy on her fingers and I've never been able to wear more than one. Otherwise, it feels like there is too much going on between my fingers and I feel like I'm not appreciating the single ring properly. 

Wanda tells me about lunch, going into details while I nod and hum along, offering little questions in between. All the while, her hands continue to trace lines and shapes on my legs and I relax even further. Apart from all the other things I love about her, I love her subconscious little actions so much.
Could be the twisting of one of her rings around her finger, or a soft humming while cooking, the pursing of her lips when she concentrates, the way she twirls a strand of my hair around her finger when we watch a movie and she plays with my hair, or her soft touches whenever I'm close. 

She says so much with so little actions and I love it. 

"How was your day?" She asks in return, her green eyes meeting mine with softness that always makes my heart melt. I always thought I was tough and wouldn't budge for anyone, but Wanda has me wrapped around her finger as if it was the easiest thing in the world. Whatever she wants, she gets and I will move mountains if I have to. Making my girl happy is one of my favorite things to do. 

Not that we never fight, we do sometimes, but that's normal in relationships and we always work it out.

"Pretty calm. Had a few meetings in the morning, which were rather boring. I'm telling you, online meetings are not it," I sigh and shake my head. While I like working from home, it does come with a few disadvantages. "My concentration just doesn't last as long and I feel like I am speaking to nobody in particular and just to an audience of people who don't like it either."