"Do I make you nervous?" she asked with a small teasing smirk. I shook my head in denial, my increased heart rate suggesting otherwise. She took a few steps closer to me and placed her hands on my desk, leaning forward to search my eyes for the truth. Neither of us said anything for a few beats until the smile on her lips grew and a darkness shadowed her eyes, my thoughts consumed with anything apart from the women in front of me. "If you don't breathe some time soon, you're going to pass out darling," she told me quietly. I let out a shaky breath through my nose and lightly bit my cheek, "I should go." She hummed and nodded, leaning further down, her breasts desperate to escape the hold of her tight shirt. My eyes shot down quickly before looking back up at hers. "Go on then," she teased, her eyes narrowing as I shook my head once more. The next thing I knew, her lips were on mine and nothing else seemed to matter. ___ gxg wanda x reader (irl setting) teacher x student

An art student trying to escape her past becomes tangled up with a ruthless Mafia lord. The stakes rise when feelings become involved. ****** Cade is an art student in Italy trying to escape the demons from her past. Angel Falcone is Sicily's most dangerous mob boss. With a heist that tangles their fates, Cade has no choice but to trust the ruthless Mafia lord - but what happens when love gets caught in the crossfire? [Companion Novel to the book Hunter's Alpha]

It started on Wattpad but now is EVERYWHERE! with a published book, a captivating Webcomic on WEBTOON, a published graphic novel, and an upcoming film adaptation by Wattpad WEBTOON studios in Partnership with Stampede. Read, scroll, or watch - Enjoy this romance in any way you like. Stay tuned for film release updates! Basketball star Caleb Lockhart had it all - until a chance encounter with a mysterious woman in red changed everything. For the first time in his life, Caleb wanted something; something he could never have. ***** College heartthrob Caleb Lockhart is the last person a girl like Veronica Strafford should be involved with. Intelligent and ambitious, with good reason to be cynical of the world, Veronica refuses to be the campus player's next conquest, even after a chance encounter sparks an undeniable attraction between them. But with nowhere to stay, and running from recent tragedy, Veronica finds herself leaning on someone else for the first time. Caleb has never wanted something like this before and he's determined to pursue her, even as the secrets of their pasts threaten to break them apart. Book 1 in the Red series

I pushed her off me and down to the floor, "don't touch me." "What the fuck is your problem?" Wanda sighed, standing up and brushing the dust off her clothes. "I don't know what you mean," I replied bluntly, turning to walk off again. She scoffed and walked after me quickly, angrily and muttering curses under her breath. I laughed in disbelief and turned to look at her, stopping her in her tracks. Even right now she looked fucking gorgeous, her hair hanging down around her face and shoulders. Nat's old jacket and an old black dress that her red bra peaked out from underneath and her necklaces hung between her breasts. "What are you looking at?" she asked quietly as I stood before her. I shook my head but kept my eyes on her. She shrugged her shoulders as if to ask me 'what the fuck are you doing'. I took a deep breath at what I was about to do and cupped her cheeks, smashing my lips against hers. Once she realised what I was doing, she sighed and kissed me back passionately. Our tongues fought for dominance as her hands found their place on my hips and pulled me closer.

"Whose name will you moan tonight?" She repeats the question and I let out a breath at her words. "Yours, only yours, Miss." I quickly reply, watching the corners of her lips move up into a small smile. "That's my good girl. Wasn't that hard now, was it?" She husks and sends shivers down my spine and a little moan escapes me at her praise. "No." I reply silently, not trusting my own voice anymore. Her fingers on my hip start to trace over the fabric of my dress. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Imagine your childhood crush becoming your college professor. That's what happens to y/n when she changes her major. She's instantly head over heels for her new professor and the feelings don't seem to be one sided. But whatever is going on between them or whatever they are feeling is not supposed to be, it's forbidden. Will they risk to go against the rules to figure out what's going on between them? Or will her professor push her away? Natasha Romanoff x female reader story (AU, Nat and Yelena aren't related in this) I don't own any of the Marvel characters but I do own the story and my own characters. There will me mature content in this story, so consider this your smut warning. If you are not comfortable reading smut, you can always skip it.

"You didn't see that coming." Now it's my turn to tilt my head. What's she getting at? "My brother used to say that a lot. You...You said 'guess I didn't see that coming'. It just. I don't know. Just kind of-I don't even know why I'm telling you this." Y/N Stark has worked for Hydra for as long as she can remember. She doesn't remember her past, her family, or even her last name... Until one day when sent out to kill the Avengers, Y/N gets captured, no thanks to the green eyed witch. "I'm not going anywhere with you." "I don't think you have much of a choice." I look over her body and smirk in appreciation. She's definitely attractive. And that accent is...well yeah it's a nice accent. But before I can let her do more witchy crap on me I grab hold of her with my own powers. I can feel my eyes changing to blue as I grip her harder. She grunts and cranes her neck to look for her friends but I force her to look at me as I lower us to the ground. ____ Written with she/her pronouns, if you use other pronouns I apologize, try and imagine them as such :) Hope you guys enjoy! ________ #2: #wandamaximoff 4/26/21 #1: #wandamaximoff 5/3/21 #1: #wandamaximoffxreader 6/7/21 #2: #wandaxreader 6/7/21 #5: #elizabetholsen 6/7/21 #1: #fxf 6/22/21 & 6/30/21 #1: #readerpov 7/18/21 #1: #writewithpeide 10/4/21

"Why don't you just back off already?!" "Maybe because I'm clearly better for her than you!" "Both of you shut up already! How about this, here's a simple solution to end all of this. Why don't you guys just see which one of you she makes a move on first? Just see which one of you she kisses first." "I'm game if you are Maximoff unless, of course, you're scared." "I have nothing to be scared of so game on Danvers." Female reader x Wanda I do not own anything Marvel related

Professor x student Romanoff doesn't miss it. She smirks. My stomach tingles again as if a fire were about to spread inside me. We are all alone. Just her and me. I try to suppress the feeling. Slowly, she moves her hand up my thigh. I press my legs tightly together. Romanoff stops for a moment. "Can Emily satisfy you the way I could?" she whispers seductively. What happens next? ⚠️Smut, violence, harm, blood⚠️

Dark Wanda Maximoff X F Reader- 18+ --- "Y/n?" Wanda lowly whispers, her gaze flickering down to your lips once more, not hiding it this time as you swallow nervously. "Yes, Wanda?" your voice trailing off as you're enticed by her eyes, almost put under a spell by her mesmerising stare. "I have something I want to ask you, but you have to promise never to tell anyone," her body turns in her car seat, her hand moving to brush along your arm, causing goosebumps to rise on your skin. "I promise," the tone of your voice is almost desperate, eager to know what she wants to ask you. "Do you swear on your life?" She lets her fingers trail up your arm, moving to your drag along the side of your neck and your jaw before resting on your chin, holding your face to look at her. "I swear on my life," you whisper, unable to look away from her. "Would you be interested in having an affair?"

"Tell me to stop," Y/N exhaled. Lizzie's fingers curled into Y/N's jacket, knuckles white against the fabric, holding on tight like she was the one barely holding it together. Her chest rose and fell, lips parting on a shaky breath, "Don't." Y/N snapped. Her mouth crashed against Lizzie's, desperate, hungry, all those weeks of built-up tension finally breaking loose between them. Lizzie whimpered into her mouth, soft and broken like she hadn't expected Y/N to kiss her like this. Y/N's hands slid into Lizzie's hair, fingers tangling deep at the roots, tilting her head back until she had no choice but to give in and let Y/N take whatever she wanted. ___ Elizabeth Olsen x Reader gxg