'Winter Witch' by Natalia Mikhalchuck.
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'Winter Witch' by Natalia Mikhalchuck.
She decorates the tree with a little magic⊠lights flicker, snow falls, and Christmas begins to glow...
Title: Facture Lines Author: RuckyStarnes Words: 1,211 Characters:Â John Walker, Ava Starr Pairing: None Warnings: Flashbacks, Hurt/Comfort, PTSD Flashbacks, Sensory Overload, Grounding Techniques, Reluctant Allies, Post-Mission Safehouse, Vulnerability, Found Family-ish / Maybe, Heavy Angst with Eventual Comfort Rating:Â Teen Square Filled/Prompt:Â Day 9 - Flashbacks Written for: @whumptober Summary: Walker isnât built for gentleness, but when Ghost starts to unravel, he does the only thing he knows: hold the line. Type: Oneshot A/N:
John shoved the door shut with his shoulder, breathing hard. His shieldâpaint stripped, edges dentedâclattered against the floorboards as he propped it against the wall. His knuckles were split and bloody, his chest heaving.
âYouâre welcome,â he muttered under his breath, not even looking at her.
Ava staggered past him, her outline already flickering. Her skin shimmered, her body breaking apart at the edges as if she couldnât hold herself together. She pressed her palms flat to the peeling wallpaper, as if the cold wall could ground her, but her breath came sharp and uneven.
âDonât,â she managed, voice breaking. âDonât talk.â
John turned then, frown cutting across his face. âYouâre falling apart.â
âNo shit,â she laughed bitterly. The red light from the bulb caught the sheen of sweat across her temple. She tried to phase steady, tried to breathe through it, but then the floor dropped out from under her.
Not literallyâbut in her head.
The sound came first. The piercing, high, endless blaring of sirens inside her skull. Add in the clipped orders in Russian, clinical English murmurs about energy output, words like specimen and containment breach.
Her body jerked and fractured, half in the room, half somewhere else. The safehouse warped into a sterile chamber: white walls, restraints, bright lights burning into her eyes until she couldnât see. The smell of ozone and scorched skin flooded her senses, thick and choking. Her throat convulsed around air that wasnât there.
She clawed at her chest, desperate to hold herself together as her atoms threatened to scatter. Not again, not again, donât let them take me apart.
Her voice cracked raw. âDonât let themâŠdonâtâŠâ
John swore and dropped to his knees. âHey, hey, stay with me.â He grabbed her wrists, and the static burned up his arms as she thrashed, her body passing through his grip before snapping back solid again. Her scream split the air. Johnâs gut twisted. She wasnât here, wasnât seeing him at all. She was drowning in a place he couldnât reach, and she was tearing herself apart on the way down.
So he slammed his forehead against hers, hard enough to jolt them both.
Her eyes widened for a second, pupils blown, and in that flicker of stillness he saw herâsaw Ava, not the Ghost or the experiment.
âThere you go,â he muttered, voice low, steady. âWith me. Not them. Not a lab. Me.â
The sirens in her skull still wailed, but through them, she could hear his breath, slow and deliberate, dragging her back. He didnât let her slip away, his grip was unyielding, his voice cutting through the static.
âBreathe. Copy me. In. Out. Again.â
She sobbed but followed his instruction. Each inhale tore at her lungs, each exhale shuddered like glass cracking, but she matched him. Her body steadied, the shimmer easing until she was solid again. She collapsed against him, forehead pressed to his shoulder, fingers knotted tight in his shirt.
âI hate this,â she whispered, every word soaked in exhaustion and shame.
âYeah,â John rasped, his jaw tight. He didnât loosen his grip, didnât let her drift. âMe too.â
For a moment, there was only the buzz of the bulb, the hammering of rain above.
âThey⊠pulled me apart. Piece by piece. Until I didnât know if Iâd ever come back together.â Her breath caught, chest shaking. âSometimes I think Iâm still on that table.â
John closed his eyes briefly, jaw working. He didnât tell her she was wrong. Didnât offer empty assurances. He just tightened his hold, anchoring her weight against him. âYouâre here now. And as long as Iâm breathing, youâre not going back there.â
Her grip on his shirt tightened, as if testing the promise. She didnât answer. Couldnât. But she stayed, pressed against him, letting his steadiness be the thing that kept her from unraveling again.
And for the first time in hours, the ghosts in her head quieted.
Howling Hearts
Authors note: first time writing Bucky in anything, so please go easy on me if he seems out of character at any point đ
Authors note 2.0: sorry this is later than intended, still hope you enjoy it!
Summary: Countess Romanoff and her lover, Lady Maximoff, find themselves inexplicably drawn to the Countesses oldest, most trusted and loyal guards. One night after a particularly rambunctious banquet, they finally decide to act on these forbidden urges and claim the two wolves as their own.
Warnings: talk of blood/feeding on blood, graphic violence, slight Omegaverse concepts for the werewolves, Reader has a penis, sexual content (fingering, oral sex, vaginal sex, breeding)
Word count: 10,011 (im sorry its so long lmao)
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   It was a cool evening, and a soft rain pattered against the castle's stained glass windows, providing a tranquil atmosphere to the room. Several times now you've become a bit lost in that feeling and have let your eyes linger a bit too long on Countess Romanoff as she sits in her exquisite chair by the fireplace.Â
   Admiring her wasnât new, in fact you were sure that after so many centuries you could paint the curve of her lips blindfolded and you were certain that your mate James could too. But lusting after the vampire that you were in service of wasnât exactly acceptable behavior. If any other werewolf heard of such a thing it wouldn't go over well. Falling for the species that imprisoned yours to use like glorified watch dogsâŠtheyâd shun you at the very least.
  âLady Romanoff, Starks fledgling is here to see you.â one of her guards announces, breaking the peaceful silence
   A brunette boy stands there beside the guard with wide eyes and he quickly offers the Countess a polite bow. She chuckles at his clear nervous energy and beckons him forward. Somehow the young vampires wobbly legs carry him further into the room
   âSo young oneâ the Countess begins, giving the visitor her full attention âWhat brings you here on this lovely evening?â
    And lovely it had been indeed. With her lover out for the day it left her able to just focus on the presence of her two oldest and most trusted guards, her wolves. Something Wanda would indulge in as well, but normally theyâd be too wrapped up in each other to daydream long. At least while in the same room as you, in their bedchambers it was a different story. But alas, the arrival of this fledgling had chased her decidedly naughty thoughts from her head.
   âLord Stark wanted you to be informed that he and Lady Potts shall be in attendance of your upcoming banquetâ he tells her, looking like he might pass out from anxiety at any second
   âThank you and Iâm glad to hear that. Do give them my best when you return homeâ
   He quickly nods and understanding that to be a dismissal he turns on his heels and heads back out the door you're standing by. He passes you with such a speed that you have half a mind to tell him to let the horse ride in the carriage as he takes the reins, but you hold your tongue. A good thing too, because no sooner did he disappear from view did Lady Maximoff arrive.
   She smiles as she passes by and heads straight for her lover, kissing the woman's cheek before taking a seat on her lap. You're used to such behavior by now, but at the start it had surprised you, as the Countess was not one to allow such affections from her nightly escapades. Then again, Wanda had always been different. She wasnât some fledgling picked up for fun, nor was she a human chosen to be a plaything before a meal. No, she was every part an elder vampire, just as your master was, and they were quite old friends before the relationship ever began.Â
   âHello moya lyubov'(my love), is your brother well?â
   The brunette smiles, âHe is, and still annoying. Who did I pass in the hallway?â
   âStarks fledgling, here to tell me that my invite was acceptedâ she explains
   âOh good. It's not a proper banquet without Tonyâ
   The redhead chuckles, âHow very true. Weâll have to have the kitchen staff keep extra glassware on hand, just in case he causes a debacle like last time.âÂ
   The two continue talking, making plans for the upcoming party as well as catching up on what the other had been up to in the few hours that they had been apart. You and James tried your best to stay focused and not watch the way the Countesses hands roamed across her lover's waistline and mid back as they converse but that proved to be a very difficult task.
   Eventually one of their servants enters the room with two goblets, indicating it was time for the two women to feed. Now, they could eat food like you and James did, but it did nothing for them. It didn't fill them or give them sustenance so it was something that they really only did when they felt like it or were craving something particular. Otherwise, it was all blood. The fresher, the better.
   "Here you are, my Lady" the servant greets, handing both women their cups
   âThank you Sylviaâ the Countess says before taking a deep gulpÂ
   The servant quickly excuses herself, heading back to whatever duties she was attending to before she needed to bring the two women their meal, and part of you wishes you could follow her. Not because you wished to be apart from anyone you were currently in the company of, but due to the feeling that stirs in your gut, and to your embarrassment, sometimes your pants, when you witnessed the women consume blood.
   You couldnât help it, there was just something about being able to watch them feed. The way their fangs grew before they sunk them into their victim, their eyes turning nearly black as they drained the person's essence to fulfill their need was incredibly enchanting. And the way the red liquid dripped from the corners of their mouth, or how they licked their lips afterwards had your heart racing. Which is exactly how you feel now as a drop of blood trickles down from the corner of the Countesses mouth, down past her jawline and down her neck.
   Wanda notices this droplet as soon as Natasha moves her cup and she wastes no time in leaning over, letting her tongue lap up the treat before she attaches her lips to that same spot. She begins to suck a mark into the pale skin there, eliciting a throaty chuckle from the older vampire
   âBehave. You are not the only one currently presentâ
   Wanda's eyes travel over to James as she continues to mark up Natasha, before they eventually move to look at you as well. You sincerely hope she hadnât noticed the way you shifted your stance in order to adjust the growing bulge at the front of your pants. The last thing you wanted was for either woman to begin to feel uncomfortable around you, or find you some kind of pervert.Â
   âDorogoy(darling), I said behaveâ the older woman repeats, gently tugging Wanda's hair to remove her from her neck and get her attention once more
   âBut I like getting to mark you. I like the reaction it elicitsâÂ
   Natasha smiles, âI like it too. But if that's something you want, then our room is a much more suitable place for usâ
   Wanda wordlessly removes herself from her girlfriend's lap and waits for the redhead to stand before they both begin to make her way towards the doorway where you and James stand by. Wanda shyly smiles at you both and turns to the left, indicating that the bedchamber was exactly where they were headed
   âIf anyone needs meâ the Countess states, looking at James, âIâm not to be disturbed until Iâm out of my room. Unless it's of utmost urgencyâ
   âOf course, my Ladyâ he responds, and she quickly follows after the brunette. After he's sure she's out of hearing range he looks to you with a brow raised, âReally?â
  âOh, shut up.â
  Down the hall, Wanda finds herself pinned to the mattress as Natasha slowly undresses her, âSo wet already. You get turned on marking me up in front of them?â
   âYesâ she whimpers, remembering how she felt like she was putting on a show for you both earlier
   âMmm, you werenât the only oneâ Nat replies against her lovers ear, making the younger vampire shudder, âThey liked it tooâ
   Wanda's eyes shut as she tilts her head back, the feeling of hands roaming across her now bare body fogging her mind. Still she manages a reply, âYeah?â
   âOh, yes. Couldn't you see the hunger in their eyes? Or the bulge in Y/ns pants?"
  Another whimper leaves the brunette as Natasha gropes her breasts, "Yes, I saw"
   "And you liked it, didn't you? Causing that reaction in them."
   "I loved itâŠ" she admits, looking into Nats eyes, "I want them, Tasha"
   "I know, my love. I do too, but you know we can't." She sighs, "Even if they feel the same, you know we can't. Our laws forbid it."
   Wanda sighs, a sadness now etched upon her features, "But I don't care about keeping the bloodline pure, and neither do you. So why can't we indulge in our heart's desires?"
   "Because we could be found out, which would endanger James and Y/n"Â
   "But- "
   "Shhh darling" Nat interrupts, kissing her girlfriend's plush lips, "Just focus here right now. Can you do that for me?" The younger vampire nods and Natasha smirks at how eager she already seems, âGood girlâ
      The mixture of praise and her girlfriend's touch causes Wanda to moan, and Natasha finds herself eager to hear more. She pulls more sounds from the brunette by pinching her nipples and sucking marks along her collarbone, letting her fangs brush against the sensitive skin there.
   Occupied by her lover's mouth, Wanda had failed to notice the removal of one of Natashas hands from her chest, until she felt a thumb press against her clit. Her hips jump slightly and another, more throaty moan leaves her as Nat slides a finger through her wet folds
   Wanda whimpers, her walls clenching around nothing, âI need you inside me, pleaseâ
   âIâve got youâ Nat coos, slowly inserting one of her fingers into her girlfriends tight hole
    âPlease, moreâ she begs, and taking note of how wet she already is, Natasha slides a second finger inside, stretching her open as her thumb circles her clit, âOh god, fuck me Tasha, pleaseâ
    Nat smirks and quickly begins to thrust her fingers, and she leans down to capture her lips in a kiss. She easily dominates the action, sliding her tongue into the awaiting girl's mouth while avoiding her fangs. Wanda's walls tighten around the older woman's fingers, causing her to smile and break away from the kiss
   âThat feel good, my love?â
   âSoâŠgoodâ she pants, trying hard to catch the breath Nat keeps stealing from her, but its of no use when the redhead quickens her pace, âOoh fuck!â
   âWhich one are you picturing taking you right now?â Nat asks, smirk still plastered on her face. Wanda only wimpers, her fists tightening against the silk sheets as her head leans back, âIt's ok darling, you can tell me. I wanna knowâ
   âJames!â she practically shouts, feeling herself nearing her orgasm
   âLeaving poor Y/n out, hm?â Nat teases
   âNoâ she gasps, trying hard to focus on her fantasy, âShe'sâŠooh!â
   Nat soothes her by kissing her chest softly, âShe's what? Tell meâ
   âShe's making me suck her cockâ
   Nat hums, fully agreeing with the mental picture her lover is painting, âI bet she tastes so good. Donât you think?â
   âYes!â she moans, her back arching off the bed
   âAnd James would absolutely fill your pretty pussy up, is that what you want?â she questions, nipping at the younger girls jawline
    The brunette's walls clamp down around Nat's fingers, âYes! Oh god Tasha, please can I cum?â
   âGo ahead dorogoy(darling), cumâ
    Wanda's legs shake as a loud moan leaves her, and her juices drip down her girlfriends hand to the sheets below. Natasha continues to slowly fuck her through her orgasm, prolonging her high until all she can do is whimper and grab at the older woman.
   âGood girlâ she praises, gently pulling her fingers free before licking them clean, âMmm, Iâll never tire of how you tasteâ
   âCan I taste you now? Please?â
   Nat smiles and quickly rids herself of her own clothes before she settles herself against the mattress, and if that wasnât a clear enough âyesâ she spreads her thighs wide to reveal her pussy
   âSo prettyâ Wanda mumbles, leaning in to pepper her girlfriend's thighs with marks of their own
   The closer she gets to the redheads core, the more intense the older womans breathing becomes, until finally it's too much for her to take, âCome on darling, I thought you wanted to tasteâ
   Wanda quickly lets her tongue dart out, lapping up some of her girlfriends essence that had leaked out. The older woman lets out a small moan, which only urges Wanda on. She licks again, this time letting her tongue go even deeper inside as her nose bumps against Nats clit
   âOh god, just like thatâ
   Priding herself on doing as she told, Wanda keeps going, exploring every part of the beautiful redhead before her with her talented mouth. The moans she's able to get her girlfriend to make only make her want to cause her more pleasure, and Natasha quickly finds herself reaching her own release
   âFuckâŠâ she mumbles, struggling to voice her own fantasy, âI wonder if Y/n can eat pussy as good as youâ
   Wanda nips at the woman, meaning it as more of a âno ones as good as meâ, but all it manages to do is leave her girlfriend grinding against her face
   âIâm so close Wans, pleaseâ
   Hearing her lovers please Wanda moves to suck on her clit and is rewarded with a gush of juices and a scream of her name. She carefully moves up the bed, straddling her lover's body before kissing her. The two stay locked together, passionately making out for what seems like hours as they continue to pleasure each other. Effectively ending the night as they did most, with whispered declarations of love and shared fantasies of their favorite werewolves.
   They're awoken the next morning by a loud pounding on their wooden door, "My Lady, pardon me waking you, but I imagine your guests will be arriving within the next few hours. I wouldn't want you to oversleep"
   A soft smile spreads across the redhead's face, "Thank you, Y/n. We'll be out shortly. Do tell Sylvia not to fret"
   "Yes, my Lady"
   Once Wandas sure you're out of earshot, she turns to her lover, "I do wish that maybe just once, they'd have to come in here to wake us. I'd love to just pull them into the bed with us"
   Nat chuckles, "Naughty girl"
   "Not like that. Not this time at least." Wanda corrects, "Right now, I just want to cuddle. I want to feel their arms wrapped around us as we all share the bed"
   "It does sound wonderfulâŠ" the Countess sighs
   "But it's just a dream, isn't it?"
   Natasha gives her a tight lipped smile, "I'm afraid so, dorogoy(darling). Now come, we need to get dressed for the banquet"
   After trying on multiple dresses each, they both finally settle on their choices and proceed to get ready. Wanda is dressed in a maroon dress, with her hair done up in a low bun. A few red gemstones decorate her hair to tie into her gown while a delicate necklace adorns her neckline. It was a gift from Nat earlier in their relationship, a golden chain with a dangling centerpiece consisting of golden knots and rubies. Natasha is in a black dress, her hair done up in exquisite braids with small charms and gemstones decorating it. Around her neck she wears a golden necklace with multiple chains dangling from it, each adorned with a few rubies. At the very center hangs a larger pendant that dips quite low, sitting snugly in her cleavage.Â
   By the time they arrive in the grand hall, the area has been completely set up by the Countesses staff. The large gathering table for the heads of houses sits up front, while a few others are spread around the vast area. Each is decorated with an ornate cloth and set with plates and goblets for meal time. A few large candles sit at the center of each table with wines on either side for their guests to freely drink from.
   âMy Ladyâ you greet, entering the room with a large tray of hors d'oeuvres
   âY/nâ she greets, swiping two samples from your tray. She hands one to Wanda before biting into it, âMmm, the kitchen staff have done an excellent jobâ
   âTheyâll be happy to hear thatâ you reply before making your way around the room to distribute the food to each table, âThe main course should be ready about an hour after everyone's arrival, and James is tending to the humans chosen for tonight. But heâll be joining us soonâ
   âPerfect, thank youâ
   With your task done, you can finally focus on them, which allows you to fully take in their appearance. And the words came out of your mouth before you even realized you were saying them, âWow. The two of you look incredibleâ
   Both women smile, which helps to calm your nerves of overstepping a boundary. And if you didnât know better, youâd swear a hint of pink was now visible on their cheeks, but vampires didnât blush, right? And if they did, it certainly wouldnât be due to a compliment from a lowly werewolf
   âThank you, Y/nâ Wanda says, pulling you from your thoughts, âYou look great tonight tooâÂ
  âYou really think so?â you ask, glancing down at your outfit
  The Countess had gotten you and James formal attire a while back for situations like this, because every other house just had its wolves show up in a regular outfit, which she admits she did as well. Until she overheard a group of wolves talking about how ostracized they felt at events and gatherings, and she wanted you both to feel included. But she and Wanda had yet to actually see you wear them.
  âAbsolutely, you look quite dashingâ Natasha quickly condoms
   You smiles shyly, âThank you, my Lady, and you as well, Lady Maximoffâ
   Before either woman can continue the conversation, James arrives carrying an ornate dagger in its sheath, âMy Lady, the humans are all properly secure and are all still in perfect condition for this evening.â
  âThank you Jamesâ she replies, âGo ahead and set that by my seatâ
  âOf courseâ
   As he moves to do as he's told, both women appreciate the way he looks in his new uniform as well. You canât help but notice them doing this, and you find yourself wondering if they had been looking at you with that same amount of interest. The idea that they could have has your mind swimming with thoughts on what that could mean.
   âJames, you look good in your suit tooâ Wanda finally offers up
   He smiles, âThank you Lady Maximoff, I tried to clean up nicely for this eveningâ
   âAnd you did a wonderful job. You both didâ the Countess assures, watching fondly as the two of continue to carry out your duties
   A few hours later and the banquet is in full swing. Many of the Countesses' friends and acquaintances are in attendance, bringing along a handful of their own guards or a couple of their werewolves to ensure the safety of themselves both during travel and here in the Countesses castle. The grand hall was quite full due to this, and youâd be lying if you said that didnât put you a bit on edge.
   You knew your Countess didnât necessarily trust everyone she invited, but had to do it to keep the peace among the elder vampires and their houses. Meaning that someone here could easily be at odds with her, and with a handful of guards at their disposal they could cause a disturbance and multiple injuries if they chose to do so. Not to mention how easily someone with ill intentions could slip in and remain hidden in a crowd this large.Â
   âYou alright?â James asks, coming to stand beside you, his hand caresses your shoulder gently to hopefully ease some tension away from you
  âYeah, Iâm fine. I justâŠ.I donât know, something seems off. Like there's an unnecessary heaviness in the airâ you explain, eyeing the room suspiciouslyÂ
   He nods, âYeah, I feel it too. Might just be our nerves, or it might be something, so lets stay on our toes just to be sureâ
   You agree and the two of you do your best to not stray far from the main table for the next hour, wanting to ensure the safety of both your Countess and her girlfriend. If one of you had to do something or got called to have a conversation, the other made sure to not stray. And thankfully, so far, everything has been going well.
    âYou know, if Lord Pyms fledgling isnât careful with how he holds the elders daughter while dancing with her, we might have to step in to make sure Scott doesnât lose his hands.â
   You glance over and notice Scotts hand dangerously low on Hopes back and catch the glare the older man is sending the two as they remain oblivious, âOh, I would hate to be on the receiving end of a look like that. He's absolutely going to get a reprimand the entire way home tonightâ
   âGuarantee it.â another voice replies, causing both of you to look in its direction.Â
    âCarol, glad you're hereâ. It's nice to see you. you happily greet, having not seen the blonde werewolf in some time
    âYou too, Y/nâ she says with a smile, turning to look at your partner, âAnd you as well James.â
   âHi Carol. Maria here too?âÂ
   She nods, âOf course she is, Count Fury wouldnât go anywhere without both of us. Ah, there she is nowâ
   âHey guysâ the raven haired werewolf greets, and her mate happily kisses her cheek, âHow are the two of you?â
   âWeâre wellâ James replies, linking his fingers with yours, âHow about the two of you?â
   âWeâre good tooâ Carol replies, pausing to look at you, âHave the two of you been allowed to find an Omega yet?â
   You swallow and glance at James, unsure of what to say. Because packs worked a certain way, and that's essentially what a group of guards under a vampire's service was, a very small pack. Alphas were in charge, generally more offensive in actions, and were the ones responsible for breeding. And Omegas, who were still an equal threat despite generally being more defensive, and the ones that would carry any children. And due to you being in the service of vampires, youâd have to get their permission before finding mates and expanding your pack. Which, as Alphas, you and James had a big say in.
   And it's not like your Countess had forbid you from looking for an Omega, but it's not like you had asked either. Whether that was due to the two of you being content without more of a pack, or due to the two of you being infatuated with the two vampires was another matter. One that you couldnât admit to.
   âUh, well, we havenât really brought it up to anyone yetâ James admits, causing the two to share a look that you have a bad feeling about
    Back up at the main table the Countess sighs as Lord Rogers continues to drone on about something that not only happened thousands of years ago, but that he retold at every gathering. Wanda gives her hand a reassuring squeeze, and she turns to find the brunette rolling her eyes. She chuckles lightly at the action, until Count Fury sits down beside her
   âCountess Romanoff, such a lovely banquet so far. Though, personally I would have gone for whiskey instead of wineâ
   She smiles, âCount Fury, Iâm glad you could join us this time. I can have a servant get you some whiskey if youâd likeâ
   âIâd appreciate thatâ
   She quickly signals for Sylvia, who is just as quick to appear, âPlease bring out one of our finest whiskies and a glass for the Count hereâ
   She nods and does as told. He takes his time pouring a glass sampling it. Once satisfied with it he fills the glass entirely before refocusing on conversation, âSeems my Omega wolves have taken a liking to your Alpha onesâ
   Her eyes immediately snap up, trying to find you and James in the crowd, and once she does she hates what she sees. Carol is standing mere inches from you with her hand resting along your bicep while Maria stands inches away from James, brushing a long stand of loose hair back behind his ear.Â
   Her jaw clenches as she watches neither of you do anything about their close proximity, and has half a mind to let Wanda go over there and sort things out. But she canât afford to have a scene caused due her her affections for the two of you
   âThe bitches will be in their heat soon, if you're looking to let your wolves have a bit of fun, Iâm sure we could strike a dealâ
  Her stomach sinks at the very clear implication, and based on how quickly she sees Wanda turn her head from the two of you back to her, she knows her girlfriend felt the same dread
   âI can assure you that they both come from good backgrounds genetically. And they've never laid with any Alphas before, your wolves would be the first, and presumably last.â
   âNo thank youâ
   He raised a brow, apparently surprised,âAre you certain? They seem like a good match.â
   âShe said noâ Wanda interjects, practically ready to go shove the mans wolves away from you and James
   Nat raises her hand to signal her girlfriend to contain herself, âThe offer is very generous, but I must decline. Iâm afraid that my wolves have yet to show interest in such a thingâ
   âA little push surely wouldnât hurt matters, but if you are sure in your decision then there's nothing I can do about itâ
   âNo, there isnâtâ she affirms, signaling for her servants to bring out the humans. Her anger needed to be taken out on something, and this would also allow her to temper her hunger
   A row of chained nude men and women are led into the room and brought before the main table, prompting the Countess to stand and grab the ornate dagger. She makes her way to the first person and smirks, âThis wonât be quickâ
   Before he can even register it, the dagger is brought across his neck and he slumps backward as blood begins to pour from the wound, prompting the remaining humans to let out noises of shock and disdain. You and your mate can only stare in awe at her brutal efficiency.Â
   âWho would like a taste?â she offers, beginning to take goblets shoved her way to fill
   You and James watch on as your Countess helps fill chalices for those that approach her, but suddenly a sharp movement to your left catches your attention. You turn to find a group of four men attempting to approach her, but something is off with them. They seem determined, focused. That's when you spot their gear, strategically hidden within their cloaks. Miniature crossbows and blades.Â
   âJames, we need to move. Now!â Your stern tone immediately has his attention and he turns in time to catch you shifting into your werewolf form.Â
   You cause a bit of a commotion as you turn, pushing others down or shoving them away as your size increases and black fur begins to cover your body. People quickly make room for you, effectively halting the men you would soon be after in their tracks, as they are cut off or bumped into.Â
   Seeing you transform, Wanda is on her feet at once, âY/n?â
   Nats eyes move to you then, and her brows furrowed in confusion as she sees you in your werewolf form standing there on your hindlegs, towering over everyone. She only becomes more concerned when your lip curls back in a snarl and a deep growl emanates from your chest.
   âHey! Control your mutt!â someone, who is quite obviously a vampire shouts, and a good amount of others begin to murmur in agreementÂ
  But itâs then James sees them too, as they all turn to lock eyes with you, âGo, Iâm right behind you.â
   You lunge through the crowd, causing a surprised gasp of indignation to leave the vampires, who somehow still havenât managed to sniff out the humans in their midst. But the roar-like sound that leaves you as your ears pin back quickly has them fleeing the area of whatever you have perceived as a threat. You land a few feet in front of the small group, and the room is quickly being cleared of all other guests and guards aside from those at the main table, effectively plugging up the rooms entryways and stopping more of the Countesses guards from rushing in
   âWe ain't here for you!â the one shouts, âMove outta the way and Iâll reward you with your freedom!â
    Your growl at them and bare your teeth, obviously not swayed by such a thing, afterall Natasha was good to you. She fed you, clothed you, even let you have a room, and you'd never known what it was like to be on a chain or to be whipped. No, you had it good here, the best as far as werewolf standards could go. Plus, you were kinda hopelessly in love with her and her girlfriend, so to you and James, this was freedom.
   You stalk forward a few paces, and they all finally reveal their weapons, aiming them at you. Both Natasha and Wanda can feel their own lips curling back in snarls, showing off their fangs. Neither can tell though if it's due to the anger at the brazen attack or their protectiveness for you however.
   âWe just want Romanoffs headâ another one of them declares, chuckling, âItâs gonna look real nice on a pick in the center of townâ
   It would seem that James wasnât a fan of that idea either, because in only a few seconds he's shifted into his werewolf form as well and circles around to the groups one side. They seem a bit shocked by his telltale white fur, no doubt connecting it to the legends that run rampant of when he was younger and kill crazy under the service of another vampire named Vasily Karpov.
   âCertainly you recognize the white wolf as being the one your kind calls the Winter soldierâ Natasha states, venom clear in her tone, âAnd as you can see, he is not alone. Surrender and I might spare these citizens their livesâ
   A third man shakes his head, âWe donât make deals. Weâre leaving here with your headâ
   âYou wonât be leaving at allâÂ
   Her comment is as good as a command, and you surge forward with a roar. The recognizable sound of a crossbow firing can be heard only seconds before your teeth are tearing into the soft flesh of the man's neck, and the metallic smell of blood fills the air.Â
   Upon seeing this, two of the men attempt to scramble away, but James moves after them. He jumps on the first one, sinking his claws into his back as he bites down on the man's shoulder. He yells out a strangled cry for help before his neck is snapped by a large paw. The other man looks on in sheer horror as he frees his blade, it shakes in his hold but he's determined to not die without landing a blow
  âCome on then, come get some!â
   He lets out a growl that sounds rather like an amused chuckle before striking, tearing open the man's leg with his razor sharp claws. The man yells as he collapses, and he wildly swings his knife, catching your mate with the blade. It slides across his fur covered forearm leaving a small gash and terrible burning sensation in its wake. He quickly swats the blade from the man's grasp, breaking his wrist in the process before getting right up in his face.Â
   He stares him down as he slowly bleeds out, having had his artery severed by claws not too long ago, but his attention quickly switches to you when the smell of your blood hits his nostrilsâŠ
   The man that had stayed near you instead of running had watched on in disgust as you ripped away a part of his friend's windpipe before dropping his body. And he knew as soon as your eyes locked onto him that he was next. He decides to be brave as you walk forward, and he fires another bolt into you. Unlike the earlier one that lodged itself in your shoulder, this one hits your abdomen, causing an involuntary whine to leave you as blood drips down to the stone floor. But you donât allow this to slow you down, and you rush him before he has a chance to reload. He screams as your claws tear into him, ripping open his abdomen and spilling his guts.Â
  But before you can finish him off, the pain sets in, and it's quite clear even in your animalistic state that the tips of the bolts had been silver. You recoil from him, letting out another whine as your paw wraps around the arrow in your shoulder, and you yank it out with all your might.Â
   The pain nearly has you on all fours at this point, and James quickly rushes to you. His head rests in the crook of your neck as his tongue laps at your shoulder injury. You whine again, almost collapsing as the silver rushes through your bloodstream and Wanda finds she canât hold back anymore
   She rushes over and carefully runs her hand through the black fur of your uninjured shoulder. Your head turns to her, and she swears she sees your eyes light up as you take in her presence. She watches as you sway, clearly weakened by this attack and she helps you lean into her. Though smaller in size, vampires are amazingly strong and she has no issues helping keep you upright. As she does so, the last of the crowd clears from the doorways, and the Countesses vampire guards make their way into the room.Â
   âIt's about time!â she shouts, trying to keep her worry for you under wraps, âGet the elders out of here and safely to their carriages, and put these humans back in the dungeonsâ
   âBut, my Lady- â
   âGo! My wolves took care of the threat and now the elders would like to be in their own castles, see that they at least get safely out of mine!â
   The nod, âOf course. At onceâ
   As soon as the room is empty, she rushes to join Wanda at your side, âHow bad is it?â
   âShe can hardly stand Tasha, I think it was silverâ she admits, pulling away from your now human form
  The Countess frowns, knowing you must be really weak to allow that to happen just now. In all the years of knowing you, she's never seen you become human again in front of them, likely due to your nakedness. She rubs the fur of James shoulder to gain his attention, and he looks over at her
   âCan you carry her to our room?â
   Though confused, he nods and scoops you up into his arms. It agitates his own injury slightly, and he winces, but he powers through it easily.
    âSet her on the bedâ Wanda tells him, and he does as he's told. Only he refuses to move away from you
   Natasha reaches up to rub his muzzle, âI know you're scared right now, but please James, I need you to step back so I can help herâ
   His eyes move from her, to you and he takes a few hesitant steps to the side, giving her enough room to maneuver around you. There's still a bolt lodged in your abdomen that is likely causing an extreme amount of pain as well as letting silver remain inside you, but she canât remove it. Not until she deals with your shoulder wound that's bleeding profusely
  âJust hang on, Y/nâ she whispers, grabbing the cloth Wanda hands her. She presses it into the wound, causing you to whimper, âI know, Iâm sorry.â
   Wanda hands her a blade then, and James watches in awe as the Countess slices open her own wrist, letting her own blood pour out. He knows she intends to offer it to you, as a vampire's blood has healing properties. But he also knows that this is completely unheard of. He's never known a vampire to allow a wolf in their bed like this, and he certainly knows that none have ever let themselves be fed off of by a wolf. He knew Natasha was a kind vampire to werewolves, much kinder than most, but still he canât help but think that something different is going on here.
  âY/n, I need you to drink, okay? Please.â
   You weakly take the wrist she has offered you, attaching your lips to her soft flesh and begin to let the coppery flavor of her blood wash over your tongue.Â
   To your surprise, you immediately start to feel its effects as the pain in your shoulder numbs. And you're fairly certain you can feel the wound trying to close itself, something your healing factor normally wouldn't help with when silver was involved. She moves the cloth away with her free hand, and sure enough it's only a small injury now.
   "Okay, I'm going to pull this one out now" she says, gesturing to the bolt in your belly, "It's going to hurt"
  You nod and she pulls, causing you to grimace around her wrist. And honestly if she wasn't so worried about you, she would have been going insane over the feeling of your lips and teeth on her skin
  "That's it, keep drinking" she tells you, turning to look at her girlfriend, "Wanda, James is hurt too, let him drink from you"
  The brunette picks up the knife and holds it to her wrist before looking up at the looming white werewolf, "You can shift back if you'd like, unless you're more comfortable like that"
   His head tilts to the side like some confused dog as he thinks on it, before deciding to shift back. Wanda watches in amazement as he turns back into the man she's familiar with
   "There we go" she says with a smile, but before she can cut herself his hand in hers stops her
   "You don't have to. I appreciate it, and I appreciate you, my Lady, helping Y/n. But my injury isn't in a vital area. You don't need to"
   "James, Natasha helped Y/n because she cares. Deeply. As do I. And we feel the same about you. I don't care if it's not fatal or that it will eventually heal. I can help you not to hurt now, so I'm going to " she explains, effectively causing both his heart and yours to race
   "Okay"
   Wanda slices herself as soon as he lets go and gives him her wrist, "Now drink"
   As he does as he's told, Nat removes her wrist from your mouth as she looks you over. She tries not to let her eyes wander, only intending to make sure your injuries are closed, but when she sees your v line and happy trail she can't help but glance further down. She bites the inside of her lip to hold back a groan, because even soft you're bigger than she's ever had the pleasure of taking. But your voice pulls her eyes and attention away
   "Thank you. You didn't have to save me"
   "Of course I did" her eyes soften as she looks at you, and you swear you're dreaming when her hand cups the side of your face, "I couldn't let you die. Besides, you saved me tonight too"
   You can't help but be confused, "But that's my duty to you as your guard. YouâŠyou don't have that duty"
   "I don't. But Wanda's right, I care about you and about James far more than a Countess should. And I have felt this way for a very long time. As has Wanda" she explains, leaning closer, âAnd I think, the two of you feel the same wayâ
   âWe doâ you admit, your heart fluttering as you get lost in her intense gaze
   She smiles, âGood, then you wonât mind me doing thisâ
   She leans in and captures your lips with her own, and you move your hand to cup the back of her head to ensure she stays there. Her lips are so plush, and they fit perfectly against your own. Itâs better than you ever imagined, and when her tongue prods your lip for entrance, you eagerly allow it. You then wrap your arms around her waist to pull her even closer, causing her to let out a soft moan. The scene practically has Jamesâs jaw hanging open
   âWhy let them have all the fun?â Wanda says, bringing him out of his daze and offering him her hand now that he's done drinking from her
   He swiftly takes it and she leads him to the other side of the bed. Before she can say or do anything however, his hands grasp her hips and pull her against him. She lets out a small sound of surprise before he leans in, pressing his lips against hers in an awaited kiss. Without realizing it, he leans her backwards, letting her come to rest on the mattress below.
   When all four of you finally pull away from each other, James helps Wanda out of her dress and jewels while you do the same with the redhead above you. With all four of you finally able to see each other fully, you each silently study the other. Each of you intends to take in every freckle and scar, committing them to memory before giving in and worshiping each other.Â
   Natasha makes the first move, smirking at you seductively before effortlessly flipping your positions. With you now on top of her she guides your hands to her body, âMake me feel good, babyâ
   Your hands begin to caress her sides, slowly making their way up to her chest while your mouth kisses along her jawline. When your hands finally cup her breasts, your mouth has moved to her collarbone, where you leave a few of your own marks beside some of Wanda's older ones. The Countess shudders in anticipation as her core throbs, spilling her essence to the bedsheets below.Â
   Beside you, James does similarly. His hands squeeze the brunette's tits while his mouth trails the valley between them, leaving kisses in his wake. Wanda squirms beneath him, a flushed mess as she feels her arousal drip between her thighs. She's honestly surprised by her girlfriend's patience, as hers has run out.
   âJamesâ she calls out, her voice a bit raspier than usual. His eyes glance up at her but his mouth never leaves her chest, "I need you lower"
   He eagerly obliges and slides himself further down pressing gentle kisses against her bare stomach before settling before her mound. His eyes darken as he sees how wet she already is, and his tongue darts out to taste her.
  âOohâ she moans as his tongue gently parts her folds and enters her awaiting hole. He swirls the muscle around before pulling back to suck on her clit, causing her to clench around nothing, âFeels so good, babyâ
   He hums at the praise, causing her to roll her hips against him as she seeks out more pleasure. He obliges by pushing his tongue back inside her, letting her walls squeeze him as his nose brushes against her bundle of nerves.
   Hearing her girlfriend moan beside her has Natasha eager for the same treatment. But she needs not wait long, as you're already busy marking up her plush thighs.
   âY/nâŠâ she sighs as you test her patience, so you finally give into both of your desires
   You practically dive in, attaching your lips to her clint instantly, earning yourself a loud moan from the woman. She quickly brings one her hands to tangle in your hair to hold you close as the other hand twists up the sheets
   âFuckâŠ.just like thatâ she encourages, scratching lightly at your scalp, âGood girlâ
   Her juices drip down your chin as you slip your tongue inside her, causing more sounds of pleasure to come from her. They mix with Wandas as you both work on getting them to come undone.
   Itâs not long before both vampires are writhing, their muscles tightening as they begin to reach the peak of their bliss. You and James increase the pace of your mouth's movements as you both hold down their thighs to avoid being crushed.
   âFuck!â Wanda shouts as she treats your mate to a gush of her cum, which he happily swallows
   The sounds of her girlfriend coupled with your motions is enough to have Nat falling over the edge as well, âOh god!â
   Her grip on your hair tightens as you continue your movements for a bit, until she slumps back against the bed. Though neither of you want to, you both pull away, not wanting to overstimulate either woman. They both look at you and JAmes through hooded eyes, clearly still blissed out as smiles grace their features
   You and your mate share a similar smile as you glance at each other, clearly forming an unspoken plan with each other. This plan is put in motion quickly as the two of you trade places on the bed, allowing you to each slide between the legs of the other woman youâve yet to please, and taste.
   You effortlessly wrap your arms around Wanda's thighs and pull her close to you, making her moan deeply as your lips make contact with her still sensitive pussy. Natasha makes a similar sound as Jamesâ tongue slides inside her. You both work at the same pace as before, making both women shudder as their second orgasms quickly approach. Wanda's hand instinctively reaches out to grab her girlfriend's hand, and they both shout out your names as they cum again. You both help work them through it before pulling away to let them calm down.
   It takes them a moment to regain their composure, but once they do, Natasha is sure to praise you both, âThey did so good for us, didn't they detka(baby)?â
   âThey sure did. Took such good care of usâ Wanda agrees, reaching down to affectionately stroke your cheek
  Natasha hums in agreement, âI think it's time to take care of them, donât you agree?â
  âOh yesâÂ
   You and James watch them with anticipation as they stand from the bed, gesturing at where they once were laying. You quickly understand the implication and both move up the mattress to take their places. They both eye you hungrily as they realize you're both hard, and both leaking precum.
   Natasha moves to straddle James, reaching down to grab his cock. She gently wraps her fingers around it, causing him to moan as she jerks him off. His head leans back against the pillows as she presses his tip against her entrance, and she then moans as he slips inside. She slowly sinks down, bracing herself with her hands on his chest as he bottoms out inside her
   âFuckâŠâ he whimpers as his hands move to her hips, âYou feel so goodâ
   She smiles down at him, âMmm, so do you. Filling me so well.â
   As she begins to rock her hips, Wanda makes her way to you, straddling your lap with a confident smirk. She strokes your cock as she lines herself up with you, and you both moan in unison as she begins to sink down on you. Your hands cup her breasts in effort to add to her pleasure as hers rest against your abdomen, and she whimpers as stills against your hips
   âSo bigâ she mutters, not used to anything other than Natashas fingers inside her
   With your ego boosted you smile up at her with a cocky grin, âYou think weâre big now, you should see us in our other formâ
   The thought alone has them both clenching around you, causing both you and James to moan as their movements increase in speed. An your mate glances over at you with a knowing look
   âI think they like the sound of thatâ you tease, only to be shut up by the brunettes lips on your own
   âDamn right we doâ Natasha admits, still eagerly riding Jamesâ cock, âAfter Wans and I make you two see stars, we want you wolf forms to claim us. You donât need Omegas now that you have us.â
   James grunts at her words and tightens his on her hips, she's almost sure itâll bruise and that excites her, âDoes that sound good, handsome? Does the idea of knocking us up excite you?â
   âYesâŠâ he breathes out as his cock twitches inside her, âWeâve never wanted Omegas, only the two of youâ
   Wanda pulls away from you, looking into your eyes as she continues her hips movements, âYeah?â
   âYeahâ you assure, wrapping an arm around her waist, âAll we ever thought about was you twoâ
   At your confession, Natasha leans over and connects her lips to Jamesâ while the brunette on top of you cups your face. Even without words, it's clear the sentiment is the same for the two of them. Besides each other, all they thought of was the two of you. And that paired with they way they both still ride you, neither of you will last much longer.
   âFuckâŠWanda, Iâm gonna cumâ you grit out, trying to hold yourself back until you know she's close as well
   She moans at your words and her walls tighten around you, âGo on baby, cum in meâ
    With her permission you unload inside of her, sending her over the edge directly after you. You hold her close as you thrust your hips upward, helping her ride through her orgasm.
   Beside you, Natasha pants, quickly approaching her own climax, âThats it, being such a good boy for me. Keep going, Iâm so closeâ
   He nods in understanding, âMe too. GodâŠIâm gonna fill you upâÂ
   Natasha moans loudly, cumming all over his cock at his words, but his hands continue to guide her in her movements until he spills inside her. She practically collapses against him once he's finished, and he runs a soothing hand through her hair.
   A few minutes pass before the four of you have caught your breath, but once you have, you look over at the redhead resting against your mate, âDid you mean what you said? About our wolf forms?â
   She reaches out to caress her girlfriends back, who still lays on your chest, before answering, âYes. We want you both in every way we can have you. Right, dorogoy(darling)?â
   âRightâ she answers, kissing your chest, âPlease Y/n?â
   James looks over at you, âCome on, love. If they want to be ours, who are we to deny them that?â
   You nod, âYou're rightâ
   The two of you carefully move the two girls off of you as you stand, and once theyâre situated you both make your way to the foot of the bed. James gently grabs your waist and pulls you against him before leaning down to capture your lips in a kiss. You eagerly lean into it and wrap your arms around his neck to keep him close for a moment
   After the two of you break apart you walk away from the bed a bit to ensure there's enough space before shifting forms. The two vampires watch in awe as you both transform, and their jaws nearly drop as they take in the size of your still erect cocks.
   You both walk over to the bed, eyeing them as if they were prey. Which, in a way, they were. Just not the kind to be attacked or eaten, but the kind to be claimed. You lick your maw as you climb above the Countess, and she reaches out to stroke the fur covering your chest.
   âCome on, baby. Use me.â
   As soon as the words leave her mouth you reach out your large paws to flip her over, showing off her ass to you. She gets the idea and moves to be on all fours below you, and you eagerly bend over her. She can feel your throbbing member resting just against her folds and grinds back into you, showing how eager she is for you.
   Seeing the position you have her girlfriend in, Wanda quickly moves to get in the same one, hoping to entice James to come to her faster. Her plan works and he moves to hover over her. He gently licks the back of her shoulder as he lines himself up with her and he pushes his tip against her pussy.
    She moans loudly and pulls at the sheets as he pushes himself further inside her, stretching her open even further than she had been on your human cock earlier. He stills for a moment to let her adjust to the new size, only continuing to move once her breathing evened out. Now fully inside her, he lets out a possessive growl and drops a bit more of his body weight on top of her as he waits for you and Natasha to catch up.
   Seeing how your mate has already mounted Wanda, you move your hips back slightly before moving them forward again and you slowly begin to slide into the woman beneath you. She moans and reaches out to grab ahold of one of your giant paws to help ground herself as you inch forward until you're all the way inside her and you thank her by softly licking her neck
   âPleaseâ Wanda whimpers, moving to look at James the best she can in her current position, âPlease fuck meâ
   With a grunt he begins to move, slamming his hips into hers without little care for how rough his movements may be. His sole focus now is on his pleasure, and filling the brunette with his seed. His powerful thrusts have Wanda a mess beneath him, and all she can do is make sounds of pleasure as his cock pulses inside of her.
   Below you, Natasha wiggles her hips in an attempt to entice you, âCome on Y/n, pleaseâ
   You thrust your hips forward with a growl and move your paw to be on top of the hand that was once holding onto you as you start to pound into her. Noises similar to Wandas leave her as your movements never falter and she nearly screams in pleasure when you brush up against her cervix
   âOh godâŠ.oh godâ Wanda mumbles, feeling her own arousal drip down her thighs as she approaches her third orgasm of the evening, âDonât stopâ
   He grunts as he increases his pace, proving to her that he had no intention of doing such a thing. He can feel her walls tighten around him, which only spurs him on. He lowers his head next to hers, letting her hear him pant against her ear which proves to be enough to tip her over the edge
   âJames!â she shouts, and he nuzzles against her as she shakes but continues to fuck her, not planning on stopping until his knot is buried inside her.Â
   Your hips slam into Natashas with a similar roughness, causing the redhead to whimper. She tries her best to force her hips back to meet your thrusts, intent on chasing her next orgasm that's oh so close. And all it takes to send her over is your other paw moving to grab at her chest
   âOh fuck! Y/n!â she yells as her walls squeeze you in a way nothing ever has before. But you donât let up either, only thinking about locking your knot into place so you can fill her properly.
    The two of you continue to rut into them with such force that has their arms nearly giving out, but neither cares too much as you both have their eyes rolling to the back of their heads and drool dripping down their chins. Neither has ever felt pleasure this intensely before, and they honestly aren't sure they ever want it to stop. But just as that thought crosses their minds they can feel themselves approaching their climax once again, and they are eager to be filled with potent werewolf cum.
    âPlease, please, pleaseâ Wanda begs, grasping the sheets so hard its a wonder they donât tear, âPlease knot me, pleaseâ
    James grunts, a bit surprised at first that she knows enough about werewolf anatomy and breeding to know of a knot, but when he remembers their admittance of wanting this for a long time he gets the idea that they may have looked into it just to understand the two of you better. And that thought has his knot instantly growing. It slams into Wanda's pussy a few times, and feeling how big it is she nearly changes her mind, but with a final hard shove from him, it slips inside her
   âOoh god!â she moans as his hot cum practically pours inside her, sending her into her yet another orgasm
   As Nat watches Wanda practically collapse from exhaustion and pleasure her excitement of being knotted by you nearly doubles and she does her best to turn her head to face you
   âPlease baby, I want your knot.â she whimpers, âI need itâ
   Her admittance has your knot growing, and she canât help but moan as it slams against her. Then, without warning it slips inside fully and locks into place, and she swears she cums so hard she sees white as your seed seemingly endlessly pumps into her. She also practically collapses, so you and James both ease them into a prone position as you both gently lay on top of them, and without meaning to they both begin to drift off.
   By the time they come back around, you and JAmes are human again, and are spooning them from behind. Large smiles envelope their faces as they realize that you both not only stayed but you had also cleaned them up a bit
   âAh, you're awakeâ James says from behind Wanda. She hums in acknowledgement but its NAtasha that speaks
   âHopefully not for long. Just wanted to check on the two of youâ
   âWeâre fine, loveâ you assure, pressing a kiss to her still bare shoulder, âAnd we arenât going anywhereâ
   âBesides, how much safer could the two of you be now that your guards sleep in the same bed as youâ James teases, causing all of you to chuckle
   âPromise youâll be here?â Wanda mumbles, clearly only moments away from returning to slumber
   James squeezes her a bit tighter as you answer, âWe promiseâ
   She give you a sleepy smile, âI love you allâ
   âLove you too detka(baby)â Nat replies before James and you answer in unison
   âWe love you tooâ
   Nat smiles as her girlfriend closes her eyes, âI also love you bothâ
   âAnd we love you tooâ you answer
   âIndeed we doâ James says, nearly drifting off to sleep himself
   âSleep nowâ Nat tells him, turning to look at you, âYou as well.â
   âMkayâ you admit with a yawn, pulling her even closer
   And as the Countess feels the love and warmth of her three lovers around her, she knows that any risks that come with such a relationship, potential hybrid children and all, will be absolutely worth it if it means she gets to have this for the rest of time
Steam and Silence
Summary: After a mission, Bucky and Wanda shower together.
Warnings: fluff, mild mentions of a mission
WC: 425
ao3 // tag list
The mission had gone sidewaysâagain. By the time Bucky and Wanda got back to the safe house, they were both covered in grime, cuts, and sweat. Wanda tossed her duffel on the floor with a groan, and Bucky leaned against the door frame, rubbing his temples.
âYou smell awful,â Wanda said bluntly, though there was a teasing lilt to her voice.
Bucky raised an eyebrow. âYou donât exactly smell like roses either.â
She smirked. âFair.â
Then, without another word, Wanda kicked off her boots and headed to the bathroom. Bucky followed, already reaching for the shower controls. The warm water hissed to life, steam rising immediately, fogging the mirror.
âUh⊠you sure about this?â he asked, his voice hesitant. He always asked when it came to her. She almsot always agreed to the joined showers. But he always wanted permission before assuming.
Wanda glanced over her shoulder, eyebrows raised. âDo you want to air dry orâŠ?â
Bucky chuckled, shaking his head. âNo, Iâyeah, Iâm good.â
The bathroom was small, but the shower stall was large enough for both of them. Water ran down, washing away the grime of the day, but it was more than just physical dirt they were rinsing off. The tension of the mission, the adrenaline, the fearâthey let it fall away under the warm spray.
Wanda reached for the soap, lathering her hands before letting Bucky take some. Their movements were careful, intimate without words, fingers brushing as they scrubbed, each glance and accidental touch sending little sparks through the steam-filled air.
Bucky leaned close, the warmth of the water mixing with the heat radiating between them. âYouâre⊠really good at this,â he murmured, a small smile tugging at his lips.
Wanda rolled her eyes but smiled anyway. âItâs just soap, Barnes.â
âYeah, but you⊠you make it feel like more than that,â he said softly, his hand lingering near hers.
She leaned closer, letting her forehead brush against his. âMission over, Barnes. Just⊠us now.â
They stayed like that for a few more moments, letting the water mask the rest of the world. Then Bucky, ever cautious but daring in the right moments, pressed a gentle kiss to her temple, and Wanda responded by leaning into him, the simple intimacy of being together enough to quiet the chaos still lingering in their hearts.
Finally, the shower ended, but neither moved quickly. Wrapped in towels, still damp and warm, they shared quiet laughter and teasing touches, savoring the rare moments where it was just themâand nothing else.
Decided to do a winterwitch moodboard
"Just because you don't have a heart doesn't mean you can break mine."
â in his mind.







