"Y/N" WANDA CALLED her name as she stood up from the bed. As a smile broke into Y/n's face, she slowly walked towards the woman who was standing in front of the bed she was previously reading in. "I do! Don't you?" Her confidence left as fast as she got it and the question at the end of the sentence came out more insecure than she had planned.

There was a silence between both of them as they looked into each other's eyes. Y/n's fingers were twirling and almost sweating under Wanda's hard gaze. She couldn't look away from the green eyes in front of her, but if she could she would probably run away. How could she think Wanda could love her? She was married to Steve! The man with a plan! Y/n could never compare to him.

Suddenly, Wanda broke into laughter and nodded her head as she tried to stabilize herself. Y/n looked at her confused as the reason for her laughter was unidentified. "Of course I do," Wanda said. Y/n kept her surprised expression before a small smile appeared. "You do?". "Yes! Why wouldn't I?" Y/n kept quiet. She could find a big amount of reasons why Wanda couldn't love her. "Y/n, you're amazing". "But you're married," She said, and immediately she wanted to slap herself. Why is she saying these things?

"I didn't marry your brother because I wanted to. You know that" Wanda slowly walked towards the girl and put her hands on her shoulders. "You're the only Rogers I truly like" She whispered against Y/n's lips as she closed the space between them. Butterflies in Y/n's stomach were underestimated. As Wanda kissed her lips and stroked her neck, the whole zoo was jumping and running inside of her.

Y/n closed her eyes and let herself drive away in Wanda's kiss. She hugged her waist and pulled her closer to her body. She needed Wanda's presence, she needed her body hardly press against hers. Because otherwise, she might as well believe that it was all a dream. Wanda slowly moved her hands from
Y/n's shoulders up her neck and stopped at her hair. She moved her hands around trying to find the piece of metal that held Y/n's hair in place.

Once she found it, she gently pulled it away letting the Y/H/C hair fall like a waterfall on her back. She tossed the metal away and buried her hands in the soft cloud on Y/n's head. Y/n moved her hands up to Wanda's breasts and started to open the buttons of the girl's dress. She moved her kisses from Wanda's lips towards her cheek and down her neck. Wanda moved her head away to give Y/n more space, as Rogers pulled the upper part of the nightgown away from Wanda's body, leaving her upper half-naked.

She stood away from the girl and not so gently she pushed her to the bed. Wanda bit her lower lip with excitement as Y/n slowly crawled towards her. To slow for her liking, Wanda moved towards the girl and holding her clothes she pulled her towards herself crashing their lips together making Y/n giggle. Wanda pulled her hand towards the door as red strands appeared around her fingers. And with a flip of her hand, the lock on the door was placed and no one could interrupt their night.

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"I'M COMING" WANDA RAN towards the door of the bedroom that opened to the street as she let her hair fall down her back. She threw the metal that held her hair in a place away from the door before she opened it. "You're late". Instead of answering Y/n hugged her waist and kissed her on the lips. Wanda bit her lips to stop the giggles as she moved away from the girl to close the door.

"Where is your mother?" She asked. "Downstairs. The shop's been occupied today". Y/n smiled and pushed the girl against the wall. She didn't give her time to talk or scream since her lips were already taking control of the situation. She didn't bother taking the corset off Wanda. She moved her hands under Wanda's legs and pushed her up without breaking the kiss.

Since being with Wanda allowed her to be herself, she decided to use her magic to her advantage and occupied her hands in something creating something more interesting. She moved her kisses towards Wanda's chest and kissed the exposed area. The corset pushed Wanda's boobs up and give Y/n the opportunity to give them all her attention. For a little while at least.

Wanda was burning up. Every action or look that Y/n gave her could turn her on faster than a lighter could pull up a flame. She didn't know why nor did she cares, but something in Y/n made everything inside of her turn and move and it made her a complete mess. Especially when she gave all her damn attention to her breast and not her cunt.

Desperation was running through her veins but however way she squirmed and gasped, Y/n was to focus on her breast to care about giving her relief. And Wanda knew that. But she needed to be good. She needed to be a good girl for Y/n. She knew she had to if she wanted that relief so badly. While she was blinded by her desire and desperation, Y/n was planning a surprise for her under her skirt.

She took one of her legs while she left the other one against the cold wall and slowly opened Wanda's legs. She moved her head away from Wanda and decided to look at her face as she pressed her finger on top of Wanda's clitoris. She moved her fingers around as the girl squirmed and moaned under her. The girl's nails were digging half-moons into Y/n's back as she managed to pull moans out of Wanda in ways that Steve didn't even though about.

Before Wanda could finish, Y/n removed her fingers from her body. But before she could protest, Y/n slip through her lips the object she created with ice. A loud scream came out of Wanda's lips as the ice came in contact with her burning body, and the length of the ice was not giving her a break. Y/n started to move it slowly at first, but she quickly caught up with the speed and the ice was entering and leaving Wanda's secret space faster than she could think of.

And it made a complete mess out of Wanda. It wasn't the way she was being fucked, but it was the way that Y/n was making her enjoy it. How Y/n was torturing her and somehow the same girl was rewinning her. "You're so beautiful" Y/n whispered. Leaving behind the faces of pure pleasure painted on Wanda's face, Y/n decided to give her attention back to her breast as she managed to get Wanda moving up and down the ice and against the wall.

She moved up towards her neck as Wanda tried to control her moans but failed at the attempt. Her brain was shut down and her mouth had a life of her own. "I love you" She whispered against her neck. Wanda was too occupied moaning her way into her release to answer her, but Y/n didn't care. She was able to tell the woman of her life she loved her and that was all she cared about.

With a few more pushes of the ice and a few breezes of Y/n's powers, Wanda came undone under her touch. Gasping for air and with her eyes closed, she allowed herself to put her head against the wall before answering. "I love you too". She said against her forehead. Y/n held her up against the wall until Wanda calmed down enough to be able to hold her weight on her own.

Y/n pulled her down and walked her to the book before getting dressed. She walked back to Wanda and pulled her into a long, soft and slow kiss that left their minds in the clouds and the zoo in their stomachs. "I'll see you at dinner" Y/n whispered. "I prefer to see you before that" Wanda pouted/ Y/n laughed as she walked towards the door and opened it. "We'll see about that".

She turned around just in time to crash against Pietro's chest. "I apologize" She quickly said. Pietro softly smiled before taking Y/n's hands and gently holding them out of his chest. "Y/n, it's okay" It could have been the memories. It could have been the action. It could have been the smile, but whatever it was Pietro felt a connection with the Rogers girl. And by the way, she was smiling and looking at him, the twin could say she felt it too.

There was something that made them wanna run into each other's arms and kiss the life out of their bodies. And Pietro was dying to try the red and swollen lips that unknowingly to him were kissed and devoured by his sister minutes before. But he was a gentleman. Y/n was a free woman with no strings to tie her down to anything or anyone. And he... He was a no longer so sick man who also happened to be married to his cousin.