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guys I feel like I’m on a roll. my writing motivation is back and the juices are flowing. send those requests and get ready for more updates!

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Taken After Lights Out

Guard!Natasha x Prisoner!Fem!reader

summary: Y/N plays a late night game with the guards, but it doesn’t quite go her way.

warnings: dubcon, use of strap, anal play, power play, Natasha goes by daddy

Prisoners of Lust masterlist

There was this little game I liked to play now and then with the guards; see who was on duty and let them catch me sneaking around when I wasn’t supposed to.

Tonight it was Romanoff, which meant Maximoff wouldn’t be very far off. I had exchanged pleasantries with both women, flashing my puppy dog eyes and sweet talking until they both allowed me certain freedoms that the other prisoners didn’t get.

I was going to test the limits of those freedoms tonight.

I snuck out of my cell quietly, having exchanged a pack of cigarettes for a couple of bobby-pins so I could jimmy the lock open and get out without needing to perform sex acts on the warden to get a key.

I made my way through the halls, peeking in on the other prisoners as I made my way to where I knew Romanoff would be patrolling. I had no idea where Maximoff would be, but I was sure I’d find out soon enough.

I looked around the corner, stealthily checking to see if I had finally come across her. I heard a noise behind me and before I could turn to see what it was, I was pushed, face first, into the nearby wall.

“Now what do we have here?” It was Romanoff, and she was sounding very amused.

“Good evening, Romanoff,” I grunted out, finding it difficult to breathe with her putting all her weight on me. “Nice night.”

“Y/L/N.” She said, lessening the pressure on my back just enough that I could breathe again. “What do you think you’re doing out?”

“Just taking a nice midnight stroll.”

“Straight to me, huh?”

I chuckled. “You were a pleasant surprise.”

“Surprise my ass.” She gripped me tighter and gave me a shove, pressing me against the wall again. “I’ve been watching you. You were looking for me.”

“Was I?” I squirmed beneath her, realizing quite quickly that this wasn’t going how I’d planned it to. “I was just taking in the sights.”

“Really now?” She was quiet for a moment before one of her hands released me and she reached for the nightstick at her waist. “Maybe I’d like to do the same.”

“W-what are you -?”

She flipped me around and pressed the baton to my throat. Panic set in and I gripped at it with both hands, trying to keep it from choking me.

“You look cute wriggling like that.” She let out a breathy chuckle, taking her free hand and undoing the strings of my waistband. “Maximoff is gonna love this when she hears about it.”

My baggy pants fell without much effort and she eyed my panties, my body shaking as she grabbed at my hip with her strong, calloused hand.

“You’ll do what daddy says, won’t you?”

Panting, I nodded. I looked at her face; calm but her eyes held a hunger I had never seen in them before.

“Turn around.”

She let the nightstick fall from my neck and I obeyed, bringing my hands down to my sides and trying to relax.

“I’m gonna need to do a cavity search on you. Check for contraband.”

“Romanoff …” I whispered softly and she slammed the nightstick down next to my head.

“No talking.”

She put the nightstick back in its holster and I heard her shuffle around, then I felt her. Something hard pressed into my ass and I realized that she had plans for me.

“Packing, Romanoff?” I tried to joke. She let out a soft sound of acknowledgement and dug her fingers into my hips in response.

“No talking.” She repeated herself, her voice low and quiet. “Daddy’s always packing.”

I closed my eyes and bit my lip as she rubbed her length against my ass, my wetness leaking through my panties for sure and dripping down my thighs.

I could feel her shift behind me and my panties were torn from my body. I gasped at her strength, unable to believe that she could’ve done that. My body trembled as I felt her spread my cheeks apart, her finger trailing between them, examining me.

“You’re so wet.” She murmured softly, her finger gathering the slick from my pussy to bring it up to my asshole. “And so tight.”

I grunted as she pressed her finger into my hole, my body instinctively fighting her off.

“Relax,” she cooed, pumping her finger in and out of my ass slowly. “This doesn’t have to hurt.”

I moaned then, trying my best to calm down. This, out of all of the possible outcomes, wasn’t exactly the worst. Her other arm wrapped around and her hand came to cup my front, her fingers searching for my clit.

“You’re gonna feel so good, Y/L/N.” She said as she swirled her fingertips along my throbbing clit. “I’m gonna make sure of that.”

“Oh, fuck.” I breathed softly, overwhelmed by the double assault I was receiving from the other woman.

My hips bucked as she fucked me, feeling my release approaching rapidly. And as suddenly it began, it stopped.

I panted, knuckles white, body on fire as I waited for her to touch me. I didn’t make a move, barely made a sound when she grabbed me and flipped me around again, her face instantly buried between my legs.

“R-Romanoff ...” I whimpered, hands on her shoulders as she ravished me with her tongue.

She raised her head to look at me, her tongue jutting out to lick the cum off her lips.

“Daddy.”

Our eyes met and my knees went weak. Her grip on my hips tightened and I let out a little moan.

“Daddy.” I repeated, my eyes desperately begging her for any form of contact.

She smirked at me, lifting my hips up slightly and devouring me once again. This time, I grabbed her head with both hands, pushing her down onto me as I thrust up against her.

Her blunt nails dug into my heated skin and I couldn’t pretend that I didn’t want this. This is what I had been looking for the whole time.

Her tongue swirled and flicked at my clit and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I leaned my head back against the wall and came into her waiting mouth, hips bucking wildly, teeth buried into my bottom lip so I stayed quiet.

She continued to lick at me even after I was finished. When she finally stopped, allowing me to breathe, she wasted no time in standing in front of me, lifting my right leg over her hip and positioning herself at my needy cunt.

I could feel the tip of her inching inside me and I was losing my mind. I gripped at her shoulders, trying to keep myself balanced as she finally bottomed out. Her lips found mine; rough, demanding and controlling as she pounded into me.

I whimpered into her mouth, unable to keep quiet any longer. Her hands found my hips again and gripped them tightly, nails digging into my bare skin, leaving crescent shaped marks in their wake.

“You’re doing so good for me,” she grunted against my neck, peppering kisses there. “So fucking good.”

“Daddy, I-I’m -”

She didn’t want to hear it. She raised her right hand up to my mouth and covered it, pressing herself against me so I couldn’t move, I couldn’t speak, and I could barely breathe.

Her hips pounded into my own, her movements becoming frantic as she chased her own high. I moaned into her hand as I felt myself cumming, my walls milking her strap as if she could actually fill me up.

She continued her assault on my neck, careful to not leave any marks, and came. Her thrusts slowed and I could feel her hot breath just below my ear.

“You’re mine, Y/L/N.” One final hard thrust into me and she pulled out, letting the strap settle between my thighs. “I’m gonna take you in every way possible. You belong to me.”

I nodded, mouth still covered. I didn’t fight back, I didn’t squirm or try to get away. I wanted more.

She let out a chuckle and released me and I fell, crumpled up against the wall.

“Maximoff is gonna love you.”

I panted softly, looking up at her as she spoke. My eyes trailed down from her lips to her strap and I could practically feel the drool spilling from my lips.

“You want more, Y/L/N?” She grabbed the strap by the base and brought it to my lips. “Show daddy how you suck cock.”

I took it eagerly, my hands on her thighs as my head bobbed up and down along her length. The taste of myself only turned me on further, so I did the only thing I thought of doing; I touched myself.

I brought one hand down between my legs and rubbed at my clit with an impatient fervor, needing this more than I realized. Her hands gripped at my hair and pulled me down on her dick, and I choked briefly before regaining my composure and taking her fully. She hit the back of my throat and I raised my eyes to look at her face.

She looked down at me, her eyes dark, her bottom lip between her teeth, and her chest heaving. This was the sexiest thing I had ever seen in my life.

“Oh, fuck, Y/L/N,” she groaned. “I’m gonna get off from fucking that pretty face of yours.”

I moaned around her length, fingers working frantically. I wanted to cum with her. Her eyes squeezed shut and her jaw fell slack as she came, her hips bucking into my face as she chased her high.

It took me no time at all to follow her, cumming around nothing and just wishing she was still filling me up like the whore I was for her.

I was a complete mess. She pulled herself from my mouth with a sigh and stroked the hair back from my face, a soft gesture that didn’t go unnoticed by me.

She slid her strap back into her pants, fixing her zipper and adjusting her belt to look presentable again.

“Go get cleaned up. I’ll see you tomorrow night.”

I watched as she walked away and I looked down at the mess between my legs. I was covered in my own cum and still half naked on the floor. I gathered my clothes, or what remained of them, and stood, rushing back to my cell before someone found me.

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Prisoners of Lust | Prison!AU

WandaNat!Guards x Prisoner!Fem!Reader

Summary: Y/N is a prisoner in the jail that guards Romanoff and Maximoff work in, and she soon realizes she is about to get some very special treatment from them.

Taken After Lights Out - Natasha x Fem!Reader

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I kinda have a prison wip with guards Romanoff and Maximoff, would you guys want that? The first part is almost done but only mentions Wanda, it’s full on Natasha.

Prison AU?

Yes

No

Voting ended onJan 29

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Results are in! These will just be oneshots, not a full story. First one coming soon!

[oizysian]

I kinda have a prison wip with guards Romanoff and Maximoff, would you guys want that? The first part is almost done but only mentions Wanda, it’s full on Natasha.

Prison AU?

Yes

No

Voting ended onJan 29

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heyy soo i dont know if you take request rn but i‘m still gonna send it in case you want to write it someday. okay so female!reader is driving milf!wanda home after dinner (and r paid for everything) and in front of wandas house, wanda asks how she can repay r and invites her inside and offers reader wine, after a few glasses r wands to leave but wanda straddles readers lap. so r short circuits and doesn’t know what to do, but top!wanda handles everything:3 and the rest is up to you!!

“There’s only one way I can repay you for such a beautiful evening.” Wanda said as she pulled her keys out of her purse, smiling brightly at me. “You must come in for a nightcap.”

I gave her a short nod, words failing me as she turned to unlock the door. She was so gorgeous, so charming, so … perfect.

She opened the door and took my hand, leading me into the house and bringing me into the living room.

“I’ll just go open a bottle of wine. You sit down, I’ll be right back.”

She gave me another smile, her dress swirling as she turned around and headed into, what I assumed was, the kitchen. I sat down on one of her plush couches, her scent hitting me hard as I got comfortable.

It was a beautiful house - what I saw of it. It matched her personality; neutral tones with hues of scarlet accenting each room. As my eyes scanned the various photographs and decorations that covered the walls, I heard her enter the room again, carrying two sizable glasses and a freshly opened bottle of wine.

“Here we go.” She handed me both glasses and carefully poured an equal amount of wine into each.

She placed the bottle down on the coffee table in front of me and then sat down gracefully, not too close to me as she took her glass from my hand.

“Thank you,” she smiled bringing the glass towards me. “Cheers.”

Our glasses clinked delicately as they met. I watched as she brought hers to her lips and sipped at the burgundy liquid, humming softly in satisfaction at the taste. Her eyes met mine and I melted in her gaze, bringing the glass up to my face and smelling the sweet aroma of the wine.

“It has a lovely bouquet, doesn’t it?”

I nodded, swirling it around the glass gently before taking a sip myself. I was admittedly, still nervous around her. She was completely out of my league, older than me, and more experienced. I didn’t even know how I managed to get her to agree to a date with me.

She let out a sigh and slid closer to me, laying her hand on my thigh as she began speaking about what she had planned for our next date.

I swallowed roughly, biting my lip as she spoke animatedly about what we were to do next. All I could think about was how her lips moved as she spoke, how her breasts heaved slightly when she breathed; her low cut dress not leaving much to the imagination.

“I’d like to take you next time you’re free.” She took another sip, her glass almost empty.

I smiled and made sure the pace myself with the drinking since I would be driving home tonight. She finished her glass and poured herself another, offering to top mine off. I shook my head and finished it, placing it down on the table and letting out an, admittedly, disappointed sigh.

“I should probably get going.” I said, a hint of sadness in my voice. I really didn’t want to leave her, but it was getting late and I knew we both had work in the morning.

“Oh, do you have to?” She asked, placing her glass down next to mine and closing the distance between us, her newly freed hand now grabbing at my arm. “Can’t you stay just a little bit longer?”

Oh lord. She was pouting, her eyes sultry, and the hand on my thigh was now inching closer and closer to the apex. Before I knew what was happening, she had straddled my thighs, her lips inches away from mine and my mind had completely malfunctioned.

Her arms were wrapped around my neck and she pulled me close. My hands laid on her hips, my fingertips twitching with the urge to just raise her dress and touch her, but I didn’t move.

“Don’t you wanna kiss me?” She breathed against my lips and I swallowed roughly. “Do you want me to kiss you?”

“Yes.” I whispered, the heat from our bodies being so close together driving me absolutely crazy.

“Yes, what?”

I blinked, glancing from her eyes to her lips before responding.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“You’re so polite.” She smiled, her right hand sliding down my shoulder and playing with the collar of my shirt. “Call me mommy.”

A gush of wetness pooled between my legs at her words and I panted softly against her lips, waiting for her to finally take me.

“Yes, mommy.” I whimpered.

Her lips crashed against mine as her hands began working on the buttons of my shirt. I was helpless beneath her and I loved it. She quickly grew frustrated and tore the garment open, buttons flying every which way.

“I’ll buy you a new one.” She said between kisses, her lips trailing from my lips to my neck, her teeth digging into the soft flesh she found there.

I let out a whimpering moan, my fingers digging into her plush hips.

She knew exactly what she wanted and how to get it. She wasn’t afraid to take control of me and I wasn’t afraid to let her have it.

She slipped her hands underneath my sports bra and palmed my breasts, my nipples hardening against her warm touch.

“We need to remove this.” She breathed against the bruise she left on my neck, tugging on the bra and forcing me to slip out of both my shirt and my undergarment so she had better access to me. “Beautiful.” She said as she finally got a good look at me.

I was embarrassed being so exposed to her, but she was greedy for me, and she wasn’t going to let me hide from her.

“I’m gonna fuck you, Y/N.” She whispered against my lips, nodding as she spoke. “I’m gonna fuck you until the only thought in that pretty little head of yours is me.”

I let out a soft pant and she took that opportunity to slip her tongue into my mouth, claiming me. I sucked on her tongue, doing my best to please her. I wanted nothing more than to make this goddess of a woman happy with me.

Her hips moved against me and I could almost smell her as she soaked through her panties. I slipped my hands underneath her dress, fingertips hooking in the waistband of her underwear. I did my best to tug them down but she grabbed my hands and pinned them down on the couch beside me.

“Mommy, please.” I begged her, weakly testing her grip on me.

“Good girls get fucked, not disobedient ones.” She kissed me softly. “Don’t make me hold you down. Unless …” She raised her eyes to meet mine. “You like when mommy keeps you still.”

My cheeks flushed a deep red that reached all the way up to the tips of my ears. I nodded ever so slightly and she tilted her head at me.

“Words, darling.”

“I like it, mommy.” I said softly.

She grinned, showing off her perfect teeth.

“Of course you do, sweetheart. Mommy knows exactly what you like.”

Oh god, did she? Could she read me so easily? She maneuvered us so that I was laying down on the couch and she was now standing next to me.

“Let’s get you naked.”

I let out a shaky breath as she worked on the button of my slacks. She bent down and gave my belly a kiss as she pulled down my pants and underwear. I helped her remove them by kicking off my shoes and sliding them down my legs. She tossed them away and spread my thighs, looking down at me hungrily.

“Mommy.” I whined softly, covering my eyes with my arm.

“Don’t.” She said as she ran a finger through my folds. “Watch me.”

Her green eyes held contact with mine as she lowered herself down between my legs and licked my pussy. My body jerked beneath her and she gripped my hips, holding me still. Her eyes never left mine as she began to feast on me, her tongue alternating between swirling around my clit and entering me swiftly. Tears built up in my eyes from embarrassment and desire. My brow furrowed as she continued to take me, my knuckles turning white from gripping the cushions so tightly.

“I’m gonna cum.” I whimpered, my breath hitching in my chest as I got closer and closer to release.

Instead of stopping or slowing down, she quickened her actions, the sounds of her sloppily eating me out loud and harsh to my ears.

“Mommy, I’m gonna … please …!”

Before I could even finish the thought, I came against her strong tongue and she wasted no time in lapping up every drop of cum that leaked out of me.

My heart was pounding so hard, I could hear it beating in my ears. She raised her head and smiled up at me, licking her sticky lips.

“If you think I’m done with you,” she giggled. “You’re in for a surprise.”

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Happy new year everyone! Here’s to more stories, more ideas, and more actual writing! Love you all ❤️

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OMG OMG OMG LIGHTBULB MOMENT 💡!!! the subby vampire reader thing popped an idea into my brain 🧠! like if you're cool with it maybe breastfeeding kinda? but instead of milk is reader sucking wandas blood after biting her tits with praise and whatnot

I love my anons so much

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“Now,” She coos softly as she guides my head towards her breasts. “Remember to be gentle.”

I inhale deeply, taking in her various scents; her blood, her heat, her sweetness. My teeth ache with need and hunger, waiting for her command.

“Go ahead.”

I let out a soft growl, a sound of acknowledgement as my fangs elongate against the soft skin of her left breast. Her sharp intake of breath stills me for a moment before I feel her grip my hair tighter and pull me impossibly closer.

I kiss and lick at her nipple, teasing her and myself before letting my razor sharp teeth pierce her skin.

She took another breath and let out a moan as I began to slowly feed from her perfect breast.

“That’s my good girl.” She whispered, her words stirring the need within me. “Good girls get to feed, don’t they?”

I hummed in response, my eyes fluttering closed as I drank from her slowly. She tasted of vanilla and strawberries and the musk from between her legs entered my senses as I took her all in. I was greedy for her.

“Yes, I know,” she breathed softly. “You’re a greedy girl, aren’t you? Greedy for the taste of mommy.”

My mind was whirling at everything happening all at once; her smell, her taste, her words - it all drove me to the brink of insanity.

I heard her chuckle under her breath, her fingers continuing to grip and my hair and hold me against her with almost inhuman strength.

“My girl can’t hide anything from mommy. Your thoughts are so loud - you’re practically screaming in that head of yours.”

I tightened my grip on her; my arms around her torso and holding her close as she hovered above me.

I continued to suckle at her breast, my tongue occasionally flicking at her hardened nipple as I fed.

“You’ve been such a good girl.” She pet my head gently. “But, it’s time to let go of mommy. You’ve had enough, greedy girl.”

I let out a whine, not wanting to release her. I gripped her tighter and looked up at her with needy, begging eyes. Please, please mommy, don’t make me stop.

“What did mommy say?” Her voice lowered and I knew she meant business. She was in control, not me.

I released her breast, licking carefully at the small wounds I inflicted so they would heal quickly and properly.

“That’s my good girl. See?” I looked up at her, still hungry for her. “Now you’ll get to eat something even sweeter as a reward for being such an obedient girl.”

My eyes lit up and the ache between my legs grew as I registered what she was saying.

“Only good girls get to eat mommy’s pussy.”

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merry christmas!! :D

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Merry Christmas, my Sparkle!

And Merry Christmas to all who celebrate! ❤️

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Me again I’m sorry 😭had the idea of fem!reader with Wanda (I’m obsessed with her) if her powers caused a power outage for a second when reader is going down on her, like Wanda cums and her eyes go red and her powers go off? I loved my ask soooo much!!!

I don’t want anyone ever apologizing for sending in asks. I don’t care if you send 100. I’m sorry for taking so long to write it 😭

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I gripped her thighs tightly, my nails digging into her plush skin leaving little crescent marks in their wake.

She had one arm over her eyes and the other down flush against her body, her fingers entangled in my hair as I ate her out.

“Oh god,” she moaned softly, her legs attempting to squeeze around my head. “Oh, fuck, Y/N!”

I raised my eyes to look at her, my tongue still working against her throbbing clit as she brought her arm away from her face, making eye contact with me.

“I’m gonna cum.” She whispered softly, her brow furrowed, her chest heaving.

I hummed against her heated flesh, sucking and slurping at her feverishly. I needed to see her come undone - now.

Her other hand met the first at my head and gripped violently at my hair as she let out a whimpering cry before throwing her head back and screaming my name.

I watched as her eyes flashed red as they stayed glued to mine and I visibly flinched as the lights flickered, then went out all together, bulbs exploding all around the house.

I gripped her tighter as she came down from her high, almost afraid to move as her breathing steadied and slowed down.

“That was …” she spoke softly, untangling her fingers from my tousled locks and looking around the room in shock.

“… scary.” I said as I lifted myself up from between her legs, licking my lips as I leaned over to the nightstand, flicking the lamp on and off unsuccessfully.

“Scary?” She responded, her voice small. “I thought …”

“I meant the blackout.” I assured her quickly, returning my attention to her and stroking her hair back from her sweaty forehead. “It was unexpected.”

Her brow furrowed in thought, her lip jutting out ever so slightly as she considered my words.

“It was me.”

I looked at her confused.

“You … you caused the blackout?”

Tears welled up in her eyes and she inched away from me.

“My magic. Sometimes I … I can’t control it.”

“Wanda, it’s okay.” I took her hand in mine and brought it to my lips, kissing her fingers gently. “So we’ll have to change some bulbs. It’s no big deal.”

“I scared you. What if I did something worse? What if I hurt you?”

“Hey, a plastic skeleton can scare me; I’m a scaredy cat.” I slid myself beside her and wrapped my arm around her waist. “I know you could never hurt me. It’s not in you.”

“How do you know?” She asked, her voice small and scared.

“I know you. You couldn’t hurt anyone.”

“But the surge -”

“Hurt the lightbulbs. Not me.”

She looked up at me and let out a soft chuckle.

“You’re right.”

“I guess we’re gonna have to keep working on your self control.” I ran my hand down her bare thigh and she trembled.

“Let’s not change the lightbulbs just yet.”

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i'm a sucker for subby vampire!r (excuse the pun)

just an absolute loser that gets all whiny and begs to drink wanda's blood. little fangs aching to bite while looking like a cat in the rain.

and wanda is all smug about it, controlling when and how much r drinks.

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Oh. I love your brain, Sparkle.

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“Please, Wanda … please.” I begged softly, my fangs aching to ease into her soft flesh.

“Not until I say so.” She smiled down at me, her hips leisurely grinding into my own.

I let out a shuddering breath, brow furrowing as the smell of both her magical blood and musky heat assaulted my senses. It was too much. She was too much.

I whined softly, attempting to fight against the magical tendrils that kept me pinned to the bed. She tutted at me and shook her head. As further punishment, she let her bare pussy purposely soak my panties, her wetness seeping through easily.

“Just …” My eyes fell to her exposed breasts and I could feel my fangs elongating to the point of it being painful. “… let me taste you.”

She ran her hands over her beautiful tits, fingers playing with her nipples until they budded into hardened nubs. She continued to grind her hips against mine, using me for her own pleasure.

My own sex throbbed with need and want, my hips bucking upward towards her, needing her.

I could feel her magic tightening around my limbs and I let out a low growl, unnecessary breaths hitching in my chest. She knew she had me. I was right where she wanted me.

She bit her lip, smirking as she watched me unravel beneath her; big, strong creature of the night - a pathetic, whimpering mess at the hands of the Scarlet Witch.

She leaned down, letting her breasts brush against my face. I attempted to capture one of them in my mouth, but she was too quick, already anticipating my action.

“Tell me what I smell like and maybe I’ll let you have a taste.”

I let out a moan as I inhaled deeply, taking in her scent.

“Sweet. Vanilla. Warm.” I could barely manage to form a thought, let alone put them into words. “So sweet.”

She hummed softly, grabbing her left breast and bringing it to my lips.

I hesitated, my unnaturally colored eyes looking up towards hers, asking silently for permission. I knew better.

“Go ahead.”

My tongue jutted out, flicking at her already hardened nipple, before letting my fangs pierce her areola gently. I sucked feverishly, the taste of her blood mixed with the sweetness of her skin drove me insane.

She moaned softly, grabbing my hair and pulling me against her. She loved the control.

“Stop,” she moaned softly, her nails scraping against my scalp.

I released her obediently, watching as her blood began to bead up on her breast. She released my hair and I leaned back against the pillows, watching as her eyes glowed with her powerful magic. She wasn’t only keeping me under control - she had to control herself.

“You did so good.” She praised me, her eyes going back to green. “You’re always such a good girl for me.”

I let out a pathetic whine. She knew what she was doing to me.

“How about you get a taste of me straight from the source?”

I nearly drooled as she made her way up my body, positioning herself right above my face. She was soaked, sticky, and I wanted nothing more than to clean every inch of her with my tongue.

“Your thoughts are so loud, baby.” She cooed, wriggling her hips ever so slightly.

“Please!” I cried out, attempting to stretch my neck to reach her. “I’ll do anything!”

“Anything?”

I nodded frantically, the hunger apparent in my eyes.

She smiled, knowing very well that I would be doing anything she commanded whether I wanted to or not.

She sat on my face and I wasted no time in lapping up her wetness, careful to not hurt her with my sharp teeth. I knew I would be allowed to feed from her pussy, but I wanted to taste her orgasm on my tongue first.

It didn’t take long for her to start writhing above me, gripping the headboard and thrusting her hips against my face. She came with my name spilling from her lips, coming out like a sacred chant.

Her plump clit throbbed against my tongue and I couldn’t stop myself from letting one of my fangs pierce it gently, her blood mixing with her cum and causing her to have another orgasm. She got off on the pain and I learned that early in our relationship.

I sucked on her carefully, knowing that if I went on too long she’d cum again and again, and I wasn’t through with her yet. I let my tongue lave along her clit and down to her slit, greedily gathering her blood and slick into my mouth.

“You’re a greedy pup, aren’t you?”

I hummed affirmatively, kissing and licking at her sopping pussy. I wanted nothing more than to please her.

“You’ve done so good already.” She said, reading my thoughts. “Let’s see how you do with a pretty cock.”

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oh my god welcome back

also i'm glad my vampire!r brain worms have infected you too >:)

-✨

Sparkle!

Please infect me more.

I need it.

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does anyone want more drabbles/one shots about vampire!reader? I’m really feeling them rn so if you have any requests, let me know!

and I’m definitely doing the rest of my stories and requests, don’t worry! ❤️

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Wanda X a cowgirl? And she’s such a gentlewoman to wanda that the women avengers are jealous of.

“Ma’am.” I tipped my hat at the beautiful redhead next to my girlfriend.

“She’s so polite!” She smirked, nudging Wanda’s shoulder.

“She’s perfect.” Wanda hummed, her eyes filled with love towards me.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt you at work, darlin’,” I said as I reached into my bag. “I just wanted to bring you lunch so you didn’t have to go out and get it yourself.”

The redhead began fanning herself and Wanda took the lunchbox from me, giving me a peck on the lips as thanks.

“You’re so sweet.” She spoke as she looked up into my eyes and I could feel myself blushing.

“I’d do anything for you.”

“Does she have a sister? A cousin? A friend?”

Wanda laughed at Natasha’s words and rested her head against my chest briefly before turning in my arms to face her friend.

“She has two out of three.”

“Friends and cousins, ma’am. No siblings.”

“Are they anything like you? I need a little southern comfort in my life.”

“Thank you, Nat. Don’t we have a meeting to get to?”

“You’d rather go to a meeting than spend time with this beautiful cowpoke?”

I furrowed my brow at her term for me and Wanda sighed desperately. Surely, she didn’t think me a cowpoke? Maybe it was just how city folk spoke.

I couldn’t quite understand why Natasha was so enamored with me, and I had a feeling that Wanda would be teaching me a lesson in how she handles her jealousy tonight.

“Let’s go, Natasha. I’ll see you later, baby.”

I let out a soft chuckle at the two women and released my girlfriend, letting her turn to give me another peck before dragging Natasha off. She looked back and waved at me and Wanda slapped her shoulder lightly.

“Women surely do confuse me.” I shook my head and headed for the door. “They surely do.”

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UR BACKKKK HIIIIII

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Hi little pumpkin! How’ve you been? Have you been writing? I’m so glad to be back - or semi-back, I can’t tell how long the writing bug will stay biting me haha

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I don’t know why I returned 11pm on a random November night but I did. Hi everyone, ily