Okay so I’ve finally accept that I’m not ready to write age play and the ideas came pouring in INSTANTLY!!! Months wasted but whatever. So the next instalment of basement bunny au will also be pet play >:p this time with Wanda, who jumped the gun, and her kitten, who knows Wanda (a little)
Tags: kidnapped, the sillies
Words: 396
Footsteps have you straightening. You don’t know if you should get in a fighting stance or prepare to run or what, so you sort of freeze with your knees slightly bent. The door opens. Your brain blanks.
It’s the woman. Wanda. The one who was always a bit too close, a bit too touchy. You hadn’t minded at the time, at all. Now your gut twists. Had she kidnapped you?
Wanda pauses in the doorway for a moment, taking you in, before stepping in and shutting the door behind her. It’s only when she steps towards you that you realise she’s holding something. A spray bottle, filled with a clear liquid you’re hoping is water. Her smile is way too kind considering the circumstances.
“How’s my kitten settling in?”
Your face scrunches in confusion. “What— “
A sudden spray of cold and wet hitting you has you jerking back. You blink rapidly, wiping at your face. Wanda now holds the bottle slightly raised. The shock leaves you gaping, then annoyance surges. Did she just spray with you?
“Wh— “ Wanda sprays you again and you cover your face with your arms. “What the hell!” She sprays again. “Stop!” And again. Your arms are soaked. The water is weirdly cold. It still drips from your eyelashes. You don’t really know what to do. If you try to run or fight and she gets you in the face you’re kind of screwed. Once again, frustratingly, you just sort of freeze in place.
A few moments of nothing and you part your forearms slightly. Wanda has a very slight frown. Like she’s looking at something she disproves off rather than something that upsets her. You blink up at her. You hadn’t realised you’d crouched down. You warily lower your wet arms. The water is cold enough you don’t wipe them on your clothes. Let the water pool on her wooden floor.
She smiles that extremely pretty smile of hers. You have no idea what the actual fuck that was about. You open your mouth to ask, or maybe yell a little, but she raises the spray bottle. You hesitate, looking between her and the bottle, before slowly closing your mouth again. She lowers it.
Your kidnapper doesn’t want you to talk, fine whatever that sounds like it could be a normal kidnapper thing but spraying you with water? Why. Just why.
Warnings: Smut (Minors DNI), language, age gap (R is 25, Wanda is 38)
Word Count: 4.3K
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A/N: This is a Stripper MILF Wanda fic. It takes place during the events of Woman of the Night. Welcome to the Stripper MILF Wanda Cinematic Universe!
Wanda was definitely not expecting to see you standing in her kitchen at midnight cooking pasta, but there was a first time for everything.
“Oh god,” she gasped, clutching her chest as she saw you standing in the kitchen.
“Hey babe,” you grinned as you stirred the strands of linguini around the sauce pan, mixing it with the marinara sauce you stole from the cupboard. “How was work?”
“Work was fine how…how did you get in here?” Wanda asked. She dropped her duffle bag on the ground, trying to figure out both why and how you were standing in the kitchen.
“Oh, I climbed in through the window. It was unlocked.”
“Okay, but why?” she asked with a chuckle.
“Am I not allowed to make dinner for my girlfriend?” you asked as you turned off the burner, carefully stirring the pasta so as to not spill any over the side of the pan.
“Grateful as I am, sweetheart, it’s midnight.” She wrapped her arms around you from behind, resting her chin on your shoulder as she squeezed you close.
“And?”
“Some of us aren’t in our twenties anymore, Y/N. Some of us like to be asleep before the sun comes up.”
“Do you at least want some food? I have to say, I think this is my best pasta yet.”
“I told you I’d have you whipped into shape in no time. I might not be Italian, but I’m still a pretty good cook if I do say so myself. The boys haven’t gone hungry yet,” she chuckled, tickling your sides as she squeezed you close.
“Hey now!” You jumped as she tickled you, whipping the spoon out of the pan and speckling the counter with the red sauce. “Keep that up and no pasta for you!”
“Oh shut up,” Wanda rolled her eyes as she grabbed the spoon from your hand. “You’re lucky the boys aren’t home this weekend. They would’ve ambushed you with their nerf guns if they heard someone break into the house.”
“Well if I actually met them…”
“Y/N, I told you. Not yet. It’s too soon.” Wanda’s tone hardened as she dished pasta into her bowl.
“Sorry,” you mumbled. “I want to meet them, Wanda. You talk about them so much that I feel like I practically know them! Besides, I think Tommy needs to have his butt whooped at Mario Kart so he’ll stop being a dick to Billy about it.”
Wanda laughed as she sat down at the table, shaking her head. It had only been two months since the two of you made your relationship official and neither of you were interested in rushing things, Wanda not wanting to introduce a new man into the boys’ lives so soon and you because this was your first real relationship since high school. Sure, you dated a girl for a few months your junior year of high school and went out on some random dates throughout college, but you’d never had anything this serious before. While you enjoyed spending time with Wanda, there was still a lot you’d never experienced and you didn’t want to rush in too fast.
“I know. You’ll meet them, I promise. I plan on keeping you around, mister. We’re a package deal.” She took a bite of the pasta, blowing on it to cool it off before putting a forkful in her mouth. “You know, that’s actually not half bad.”
“Coming from you, that’s quite the compliment.” Wanda giggled as she helped herself to another bite.
You offered to take the bowl from Wanda once she was done eating, cleaning up and packing away the leftovers as she went to the living room to pick out a show for the two of you to watch.
“Dick Van Dyke again? Wanda, have you watched any shows from this century?” you asked only half-jokingly as you plopped down on the sofa next to her.
“I need something mindless after work tonight. And it’s my house so if you don’t like it-”
“Hey, what’s fine with you is fine with me.” You put your hands up defensively.
“And I wanna be the big spoon, too.” She reached her arms out to you, practically begging to snuggle you as she laid on the couch. You chuckled as you curled up into her chest. As much as you loved holding Wanda, it was nice being held for a change. She brought you an immense sense of comfort as she wrapped her arms around you and kissed the top of your head.
The titles rolled by, the screen flashing with black and white images. You felt Wanda’s body soften up as she immersed herself into the distraction of the sitcom world, the stress of the day melting off her. Try as you might to concentrate on the show, you were distracted. Wanda’s body was intoxicating. Once you got a taste of it you didn’t want to stop. Snuggling up against her, feeling the way her chest rose and fell with each breath and the way her heart beat up against it, made you want to lose yourself in her presence. So as she stared at the screen, you began to tease your fingers up and down her thigh.
“Can I help you?” she laughed as she felt your hand moving on her leg.
“Maybe…” You looked up into her stunning green eyes, her pupils dilating as you trailed your fingers higher up her leg. You could feel her heart pounding wildly in her chest as she looked down at you. Using her thigh to push yourself up, you turned your body so that you were face to face with her, your lips mere inches from each other. As you stared into each other’s eyes, both of you waiting to see who would make the first move, you reached up to cup her face with your hands before leaning in to kiss her.
Kissing Wanda was a religious experience. Her lips were heavenly, softer than anything you’d ever experienced. You loved the way she practically melted into you when you captured your lips in hers. These kisses were soft and sweet. Her lips were filled with a tenderness that made you weak at the knees. You felt her smile into you as you explored her, gently nibbling on her bottom lip as you helped her lean back into the pillow. The TV show was long forgotten as Wanda wrapped her arms around you and pulled you close on top of her.
“Mmmm I missed this,” she sighed as you kissed your way down her jaw to her neck. You bit down on a sensitive spot, drawing a moan from her as you licked and sucked over the tender point and marked her as yours. “What are the boys going to think when they see I’ve got a hickey on my neck?”
“That you’re all mine,” you answered. “All mine.” You kissed your way back up her neck, working your way to her lips as you took them greedily. These kisses were different. They were more passionate, more intense. You ran your hands up and down Wanda’s back, eventually running them up under her shirt.
“Y/N,” she breathed as she panted for breath. You barely gave her a second to recover before slamming your lips against hers, brushing your tongue over her bottom lip, begging for permission to explore her mouth. She enthusiastically obliged, her tongue crashing into yours as you explored each other deeply for the first time. As you continued to kiss her, Wanda’s hands roamed from your back to your front, trailing down your stomach until they came to your belt. The feeling of your buckle being undone snapped you back to reality as you abruptly broke away from her.
“Woah, stop, stop,” you said. Suddenly everything felt too hot and too fast and too much all at the same time.
Wanda’s eyes grew worried with concern, her brow furrowing as she looked up at you. “What’s wrong?”
You gulped nervously as you looked down at her, sitting back on your heels to put space between the two of you. “Nothing. It’s…nothing, I’m fine. Sorry.”
“Sweetheart, something’s wrong. Did I do something?”
“No. It’s…I, Christ this is so stupid, I’m a…I’ve nev-I’ve never had sex before,” you blurted. You felt the heat rising in your face as you blushed a deep shade of red. Wanda’s eyes widened at your revelation. “I mean I got a one-off handjob from my high school girlfriend when I was sixteen, but that’s it.”
“Oh.” Wanda’s voice was small. You couldn’t tell what she was thinking exactly as she stared at you. Her head cocked to the side, a signature sign that she was deep in thought.
“Sorry. Umm, you know what? I’ll just-I’ll just go. Just forget everything I said, okay?” You had never felt so humiliated before. There was no way you could do anything with Wanda now. You could barely look her in the eye with how embarrassed you felt.
“Hey,” she said, reaching out to grab your hand. “It’s okay. We can wait until you’re ready. I’ll never make you do anything you don’t want to do. Ever. I’m not mad or anything.”
“No I want to, I really want to. I’m just nervous. I don’t want it to be bad for you.”
Wanda flashed the smile that made you fall even harder for her. “It’s okay to be nervous. I haven’t slept with anyone since Vision left so yeah, I’m nervous, too.”
“I, umm, I didn’t bring a condom,” you sheepishly admitted.
“I’ve got some upstairs.” You let out a small chuckle. “What?”
“Nothing. It’s just funny imagining you at the store with your reading glasses on trying to read the descriptions on all of the boxes.”
Wanda rolled her eyes as she sat up. “You’re adorable. Now come on, let’s go upstairs. I am not letting you lose your virginity on this sofa.”
Wanda practically dragged you up to her bedroom and shut the door behind you. Your heart skipped a beat as you heard the lock click into place.
“Come on,” she whispered as she pulled you to the bed. “We can do whatever you want.” Your mouth felt like it was filled with cotton as endless possibilities of what you and Wanda could do together flashed through your brain. You tried to speak, but nothing came out. “Can I take your clothes off?” You nodded enthusiastically. “Words, sweetheart. I need you to say it for me.”
“Fuck yes,” you breathed as you pulled your shirt up and off. She shook her head as her hands reached for your belt. You grabbed her face and kissed her, pulling her close as you felt your jeans get the slightest bit looser. As she unzipped them, she made sure to run her hand over your bulge, palming it through your jeans. You moaned into her mouth at the throbbing sensation that was building in your pants.
“Nice undies,” she teased. Horrified, you realized that you were wearing your Pikachu boxer briefs.
“I’m gonna be completely honest, Wanda. I was not anticipating you seeing me in my underwear tonight.”
“They’re cute, but I think they’ll look cuter on the floor.” She hooked her thumbs around the waistband, dropping to the floor as she dragged them down your legs. Your erection, absolutely throbbing, sprang to attention as it was freed from the confines of your clothes. Standing there completely naked, you suddenly felt the need to cover up. As Wanda looked up at you from her knees, she sensed your trepidation. “Do you want to keep going?”
“Yeah, j-just give me a second.”
“Lie down on the bed, okay? I’ve got an idea.” You had no idea what Wanda was thinking as you crawled onto the bed. As you did that, she began undressing herself.
“What are-?”
“Oh look, we’re both naked,” she smirked, tossing her panties behind her. Your jaw dropped as you saw her naked for the first time. The sight of her bare breasts in front of you was mesmerizing, as was the rest of her body. She was a goddess.
“Wow. Wanda, wow. You’re gorgeous, baby.” Wanda blushed a deep crimson as she crawled onto the bed next to you.
“You’re not so bad yourself, handsome,” she teased. “Can I touch you?”
“Yeah,” you gulped. Slowly, Wanda trailed her hand down from your chest down to your stomach and then to your cock, wrapping a loose grip around it. “Oh fuck,” you groaned. The sensation of her hand moving up and down your shaft was familiar: you’d jacked off to the thought of her countless times. But the feeling of someone else’s hand doing it was unreal.
“Somebody’s sensitive.” Your cock twitched under Wanda’s ministrations, precum leaking from your tip as she used it to lube you up.
“Christ, just blow me already,” you groaned as you threw your head back into the pillow. The words came from your mouth absentmindedly. They were crude and vulgar. In your pleasure-filled haze, you weren’t totally aware of what you were saying. The second you realized your ask, your face flushed red with embarrassment. Wanda’s hand stopped abruptly as she looked down at you half-amused.
“Alright,” she smirked. Before you knew what was happening Wanda crawled to the other side of the bed, brushing her hair out of her face as she lowered her head.
The feeling of Wanda’s mouth enveloping the entirety of your cock immediately tore a loud groan from your chest. She swirled her tongue over your head, her hand wrapping around the base of your cock. Her cheeks hollowed as her head bobbed up and down. You threw your head back into the pillow again, unable to watch the utterly sinful sight unfolding right in front of you.
“Holy shit,” you gasped. Cherry red lips closed softly around your head, sucking as she reached down to squeeze your balls. For a woman who hadn’t been with another man since her husband left, you couldn’t tell that she was out of practice. Wanda smiled as you whined, your dick hitting the back of her throat. Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes as she gagged on your length. It was undoubtedly the hottest thing you’d ever seen in your entire life.
Your pulse quickened as the ache in your groin grew stronger with every little movement. The pleasure was dizzying, the familiar coil in your belly growing tighter by the second. As Wanda worked wonders with her mouth, your body became unrestrained. You grabbed the back of her head, pulling her down as you thrust your hips into her face. Drool dripped down your cock as you stuffed your length deep into Wanda’s mouth. Her eyes screwed shut as she choked and gagged. You moaned in response, your fingers kneading her fiery red hair.
“Wanda, I’m gonna cum,” you croaked as you felt a blissful warmth spread over your body. She smirked against your cock as your hips bucked faster. Her tongue swirled and lapped over every single inch as she enthusiastically massaged the parts left exposed. Seconds later the coil snapped and your body exploded in ecstasy. Strands of hot cum shot down Wanda’s throat, which she swallowed greedily. No drop was left wasted as she released your with a pop, fine strands of saliva and cum connecting her to you.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her chest heaving as she struggled to regain her breath. You closed your eyes as you watched galaxies and explosions appear under your closed lids.
“Y/N?” You opened your eyes and Wanda’s face was hovering above yours.
“Yeah?”
“You good?”
“I’ll let you know as soon as I regain feeling in my legs,” you joked as you looked up into those adorable emerald eyes. The beamed as she gazed down at you, caressing your flushed cheek with her soft hand.
“You’re adorable,” she cooed, planting a kiss on your forehead. “I take it that was better than that handjob from your high school girlfriend?”
“Fuck yes,” you groaned. Wanda chuckled as she kissed you, her soft lips full of passion and tenderness against your own.
“What now, lover boy?” she teased.
“I wanna taste you,” you breathed, pulling her head to yours before you kissed her softly. “All of you.”
“Mmmm I like the sound of that,” Wanda giggled against your lips. She rolled the two of you over, landing on her back as you let the weight of your body rest atop her.
Your lips collided again and again as the anticipation of what was to come thrummed deep in your soul. Wanda’s breath was shaky against your own as you slowly teased a hand down her body before resting it in the heat between her legs.
“Tell me what you want,” you whispered, your breath hot against her ear. Her eyes fixed on nothing on the ceiling, she nodded absentmindedly and reached her hand down to cover yours. Her long svelte fingers pushed yours over her already swollen clit, circling them gently over the sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Like that,” she croaked. You continued the motion as she released you. Soft whimpers escaped her lips as you focused on circling her clit. She grabbed onto your biceps, digging her nails into your flesh while you kissed her neck. “Oh baby that’s it,” she gasped. “Just a little more pressure and-” Wanda’s breath hitched as you pushed on her clit. As you circled it, you heard the lewd sounds of her wetness teasing just how aroused she was.
“Fuck, Wanda. You’re so wet.” She groaned as you teased your hand lower, rubbing your fingers through her swollen lips and teasing her slit.
“I want your mouth,” she begged as she grabbed your head and pushed it down your body. You crawled down her body, kissing every inch of her exposed torso as you slunk down to her pelvis. She squirmed as you planted hot open mouth kisses over her exposed flesh. Pressing her thighs apart, you could feel the heat radiating from between them.
“Wanda, what-?”
“Whatever you want.” Her voice was dripping with arousal. You weren’t quite sure where to start as you stared down at her glistening cunt. Taking a deep breath, you lowered your mouth to her clit. Your lips encircled the bulbous spot, sucking and licking in a manner similar to the way she sucked your cock. The loud groan that escaped her lips made you think you were doing something right. Wanda’s hips bucked against your face as you continued your alternating licking and sucking on her most sensitive spot.
Pushing her thighs down further, you lowered your head, licking a stripe from her clit all the way down her slit. Her arousal coated your tongue and you found yourself getting drunk on the taste of her. You teased her slit with your tongue, pressing it as far inside her as you could.
“Shit,” she groaned, grabbing your head and pushing it hard into her pelvis. You smiled as you lapped at her. The activity that once filled you with anxiety and hesitation now filled you with a sense of pride as you brought Wanda closer and closer to her orgasm. “Need something inside,” she mumbled. Kissing your way back to her clit, you tentatively inserted a finger inside her needy cunt. She shuddered at the sudden intrusion. You slowly began thrusting your hand in and out of her tight hole. “Not like that,” she suddenly grabbed your hand as you pulled out.
“Am I hurting you?” Fear stopped you dead in your tracks as you looked up at Wanda with concern.
“Just curl your fingers, don’t thrust, keep going, I’m so close, baby.” Wanda was beside herself with pleasure, her body closer to the edge.
“Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize, just fuck me.” Wanda shoved your head back down. You went right to work, rolling her clit around with your tongue as you curled your finger inside. Her walls tightened around you, making it difficult to move within her.
“I’m cumming. Oh, I’m cumming!” Wanda gasped as you felt her walls spasm around your hand. Her body shook as wave after wave of ecstasy overtook every inch of her. Loud moans escaped her lips as her eyes screwed shut, her mouth gaping open with unspeakable pleasure.
As Wanda’s spasms calmed, you pulled out of her. Her walls squeezed around nothing as it adjusted to the sudden lack of intrusion. Wanda was flat on her back, completely blissed out at the first orgasm she received at the hands of another person in a very long time. Masturbation only did so much for her. The level of intimacy and trust required for someone to bring her to such levels of ecstasy was something on a completely different level.
“Wanda? Are you okay, babe?” Her eyes were glazed over as she needed, her hands tracing through your hair.
“Are you sure you’ve never done this before?”
“I’ll take that as a complement,” you joked before kissing her. You stared down at her, at the face of the woman you were slowly falling in love with, and wanted nothing more than to make her feel so unbelievably loved. The face that gazed back up at you mirrored the love and adoration that you felt for her. For the first time in a very long time, you were grateful for the fact that your first time was with someone who meant so much to you.
“Do you want to keep going?” Wanda whispered, rubbing the back of your neck.
“Mmhmm. Do you?” She nodded. “Where’d you put the condoms?” Wanda motioned to the nightstand next to her. You pulled the drawer open and grabbed one. “Umm, I’ve never-”
“That’s okay. Let me help.” Wanda grabbed the small wrapper from you, tearing it open before grabbing your already erect cock. Heart pounding and breath shaking, you watched her roll it down the length of your shaft. “How’s that?”
“It feels weird, but it’s not too tight or anything like that.”
“Good.” She readjusted herself on the bed, planting her feet on the bed and bending her knees to give you full access to her already dripping pussy. “Are you ready?”
“Yeah,” you nodded. Positioning yourself over her, you lined your cock up with her entrance. Your body trembled with anticipation, sweat beading on your forehead as you suddenly felt yourself overwhelmed with nervousness. Wanda, once again sensing your hesitation, reached down and helped guide you inside her.
Wanda’s pussy was unfathomably warm, wet and tight. It took all your concentration to not blow your load right then and there. You groaned as you felt her squeeze gently around you. “Fuck,” you moaned, burying your head in the crook of her neck.
“Mmm, you feel so good, Y/N,” she sighed. It took a moment to get yourself together, but once you did you began to slowly thrust yourself in and out. Gasps and moans filled the room as Wanda’s drenched cunt squelched with every roll of your hips.
“Wanda,” you groaned. “Oh, Wanda.”
“Don’t stop, Y/N. Please don’t stop.” Wanda’s mewls spurred you on. You pushed yourself up, leaning over her as you filled her up at a faster pace. The bed groaned under your exertion.
“Baby, I don’t think I’m gonna last,” you gritted through clenched teeth. The newness of being engulfed inside Wanda’s velvety walls was driving you to the end far faster than you wanted.
“That’s okay,” she breathed. “Just keep going. I want you to cum for me, sweetheart.”
Wanda’s words ignited a primal fire inside you. Wiping the sweat away from your forehead, you bore down on your efforts. Your hips bucked wildly into Wanda. She moaned as you buried yourself deep inside her, filling her cunt in all the right ways as she began rubbing circles around her swollen clit. The bed creaked as you fucked her relentlessly. The faster your hips moved, the hotter the fire in your belly burned until you realized you were dangerously close to the point of no return.
“I’m gonna-” You were interrupted by Wanda reaching her free hand up to your neck and pulling you down to capture your lips in hers. As she kissed you passionately, you tumbled over the edge again. Her lips stifled your moan as you filled the condom with your seed. The feeling of your erection throbbing inside her, coupled with her hand on her clit, sent Wanda over the edge as she practically screamed through her orgasm. Her walls squeezed you tightly. You were practically seeing stars.
“Oh fuck. Wanda. Fuck, oh fuck. Oh God, Wanda,” you panted as the aftershocks of your orgasm worked their way through your body. Your pants turned into laughs as she began laughing with you.
“Was that okay?” Wanda asked with a chuckle.
“Okay? I don’t think ‘okay’ is the word I used to describe what just happened.”
“You have a better word, sweetheart?”
“I don’t know. All I know is that I love you,” you mumbled absentmindedly as you collapsed onto her sweaty body.
“...What?”
“I…sorry, is it too soon? Did I just make this weird?” Wanda answered with a searing kiss, the corners of her mouth curved upward as she grabbed your face.
“I’ve been waiting for you to say that,” she sheepishly admitted, her face flushing bright crimson.
“God, I love you, Wanda. I love you so much.” Your last sentence was interrupted with kisses between every word.
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here’s a request if you’d like: wanda and gn reader have been dating for a few years, and their anniversary is coming up. r decides they want to propose and plan a surprise for wanda and pop the question, of course wanda says yes. i’m just in need of a fluffy, ‘happily ever after’ type fic lol
Hey! Thanks for this request! 💙 I'm always in need of a happily ever after too. Also, if you're a fan of The Mystery Woman series be on the lookout on Monday for a new part in celebration of Valentine's Day 🥰
Thank You for Loving Me
Wanda Maximoff x Reader
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You are proposing to Wanda today. You’ve been planning for weeks now. And the whole team has been helping you.
Nat went with you to the jewelry shop to help pick out the perfect ring. Steve and Sam offered to help set up for the big event while Vision and Peter are in charge of keeping Wanda busy and unaware of what’s happening.
You stand on the roof of the compound now directing everyone as you set up.
“Hey y/n, you excited?” Natasha asks as she makes a heart out of rose petals on the ground.
“I’m nervous,” you reply.
“You know she’ll say yes,” Nat says with a smile. “Don’t worry.”
“You’re right. And surprisingly great at decorating,” you laugh, gesturing to the candles and flowers all around.
“Yeah, well the boys tried, but I picked up the slack,” Natasha says. “You go get dressed and ready. We got this.”
“Thank you, Nat, for everything,” you hug her and go to get showered and dressed.
When you are in the shower, you hear Wanda enter the bathroom.
“Hey love,” Wanda says as she comes closer to the fogged-up glass.
“Hey babe, I thought you were with Vision and Peter all day.”
“They wanted to call it a day on training, so I thought I’d come see what you were doing. Didn’t expect you to be showering, but…” there’s silence for a moment and then the shower door opens to reveal your naked girlfriend. “May I join you?”
“How could I say no to that? I do have to get back to work soon though,” you say, and she laughs gloriously.
“Okay, let me at least wash your hair,” Wanda says, reaching for the shampoo bottle.
“Wands?”
“Yeah?”
“Would you like to have dinner on the roof tonight?” you ask her nervously. If she says no, the whole plan is foiled.
“Sure, love,” Wanda says, her hands massaging your scalp gently. “That sounds nice.”
You turn and kiss her sweetly. Hopefully for the last time as just your girlfriend. You both finish up showering and get dressed. Wanda wears a deep red dress that hugs her form just perfectly.
“You ready to go up?” you ask her, feeling your heartbeat all over your body.
“Of course. You look amazing by the way,” Wanda says, taking the hand that you offer her and entering the elevator.
When you get to the roof door, you open it for Wanda, and she steps outside. She gasps as she sees the flower petals and candles all spread around the rooftop.
“Y/n, what- what’s happening?”
“Wanda,” you begin, moving the two of you over to the rose petal heart where you kneel and pull the ring from your pocket. “I love you so much. We’ve already had so many amazing times together and I want to spend forever with you. I promise I’ll love you and cherish you for the rest of my life. Wanda Maximoff, will you please marry me?”
“Yes!” Wanda says, leaning down to you kiss you fiercely. “I love you too and I will cherish you all the same.” You stand up and slip the ring on her hand.
