The two of them were never going to live this down.
The day started like any other, very normal and very soft. After a night of sweat, moaning and a creaking bed frame, Carol was pulled awake to soft kisses against her shoulder and Pietro nuzzling against her ear. It was soft and it was sweet as hell making the butterflies flutter in her belly. "Wakey, wakey sleeping beauty," he rumbled against her ear.
Smiling into the pillow Carol rolled over, arms circling him and pulling Pietro close before giving a few lazy smooches, a whimper of contentment leaving when he pulled back. "Gonna go get coffee started."
"Kay," she replied sleepily, rolling back over and cuddling against the pillows.
Today was going to be like any other, that is until their horrible secret was exposed.
Truthfully they should have known better.
Carol and Pietro liked to live a little on the wild side of things, that was true. Enough that Wanda had pointedly shown off the noise-canceling headphones she'd bought after two months of the both of them dating. The not-so-subtle hint enough that Carol had trouble meeting Wanda's eyes for weeks after. There was no way they were going to live the embarrassment down, that is until today.
Pietro had fished the pajama pants off the floor before reluctantly leaving Carol still curled up in bed. Leaving the bathroom Pietro entered into the kitchen to see Wanda at the counter with her usual breakfast and a steaming hot cup of coffee.
"Morning," Pietro gruffed.
"Morning," Wanda replied as chipper as ever, taking a bite of her toast. Her eyes drifted to see Carol walking out of Pietro's room stifling a yawn, wearing a pair of boxers and the shirt he had been wearing last night, "Morning Carol."
"Morning Wanda," Carol greeted with a half-awake smile. Pietro offered her a mug and she shyly took it from his hands, leaning up to give him a soft kiss on the cheek. "Anything big planned for today?"
"Nah, gonna take it easy today. Oh, and before I forget," Wanda mumbled around a mouthful of peanut butter toast. "I know we have rules and all but I was out of peanut butter this morning and I used some of yours."
Carol choked on her coffee while Pietro turned about fifteen shades of red all at once.
"W-what," he squeaked out, eyes as wide as saucers.
"Come on, it's just peanut butter. I'll get you a whole new...why are you guys looking at me like that?"
Both Carol and Pietro shot one another a sideways glance. She was vigorously shaking her head at Pietro who looked at her with wide and panicked eyes before he turned back to Wanda, "No reason."
"That's your lying face," Wanda accused, pointing a finger at her brother. "What was wrong with it? It wasn't expired..."
"No. No, it wasn't expired."
"Then what?"
"Can I give you a hypothetical," Pietro asked, ignoring Carol's pained groan. "Let me walk you through a hypothetical."
The movie had long stopped in the background. Pietro was on top of her with one hand cupping her breast and hips grinding his erection against her thigh. His tongue slid against the seam of Carol's lips she gladly opened her mouth against him. Already working her up and driving her crazy, Pietro had Carol moaning and rolling her hips up as his left hand lifted her thigh against his hip, opening Carol up further and begging for his fingers again.
Frenzied kisses turned slow and sensual before Carol's teeth dragged against his lower lip and a groan rumbled deep in his chest, "You know what I want to do?"
"Hmm, what's that," he growled against her lips.
"I really want to suck your cock right now."
A guttural moan broke past Pietro's lips before his hips surged forward, rubbing hard against her. "Јебати," he cursed in a breathy groan, pressing his forehead against hers. "Really Captain? You can't tease me like that."
Looking up into his eyes Carol bit her bottom lip and nodded, her hands pushing and maneuvering him off of her briefly before rolling Pietro onto his back. "Who said I was just teasing Maximoff?"
Sitting up on his elbows Pietro watched as Carol slid off the edge of the bed. Her nails dragged along the sensitive skin of his thighs making his cock jump.
A bead of precum welled at the tip of his cock and her tongue briefly lapped it away with a little moan. But that was nothing compared to the ragged groan that erupted from Pietro as Carol slurped him all the way down and into her throat. Hand wrapping around the base she bobbed her head and swirled her tongue.
Pietro's head tipped back at the sloppy sounding pop as Carol pulled back. "Јеботе," Pietro chanted over and over, his hands fisted in the comforter under him.
Moaning low in her throat as Carol felt his thighs twitch struggling to stay still as she worked before pulling away with a slurping pop. "Wish we had that flavored lube still," Carol teased, hand wrapped around the base of his cock and giving a few heavy strokes that had Pietro moaning deep in his chest. "We could get really messy then."
"The captain likes it messy huh," Pietro purred, his hand brushing the hair from her eyes briefly.
Carol hummed in agreement, tongue stroking along the underside of his cock, following the thick vein before she saw his blue eyes light up briefly.
"I have an idea," Pietro exclaimed, pushing her back off of him and he shot out the door of the bedroom at the speed of sound.
Sitting back and blinking Carol wiped at her mouth briefly as his naked ass disappeared down the hallway in a second. Praying to whatever god was listening that Wanda would stay in her room with the noise-canceling earphones on and not find her buck-ass naked brother speeding around the kitchen...again.
Pietro returned a moment later, the familiar red-capped jar in his hand with a wiggle of his eyebrows and Carol smirked up at him from the floor.
"Pete dipped his dick in the whole jar!"
Carol hands covered her mouth in shock as she blurted out the startling truth. She hid her face behind her hands in both shame and embarrassment as silence fell in the tiny kitchen. Peaking out she saw Wanda staring at Pietro, her green eyes were wide and glassy as her mouth opened and closed a couple of times, "Y-you dipped your what, in the jar?"
"I couldn't get the whole thing in there," Pietro tried to reason as if it was going to help at all. "Only about halfway, kind of had to even it up a little."
Wanda held a hand up and Pietro fell mute (for the first time in his life). The woman looked sick, her face went slack for a brief moment before she scrambled off the kitchen stool and made a mad dash for the bathroom as the door slammed closed behind her. The faint sound of Wanda heaving up her breakfast reached the two of them in seconds.
"Why would you put it back in the cupboard," Carol whispered accusatory after a brief moment.
"I was half asleep when I went to clean up," Pietro explained, throwing his arms wide in explanation. "I managed to get you cleaned up and the jar was just laying there on the floor without a lid. I didn't want it spilling. I must have brought it out here and put it back in the cupboard."
Carol gave him a scathing look as she heard Wanda in the bathroom gurgling mouthwash before an enraged growl sounded from the room making both of them wince. After a few minutes, Wanda returned to the kitchen with a truly haunted look on her face. Green eyes skirting from her brother, who stood casually against the counter with his mug of coffee to Carol, who looked absolutely distraught.
"Wanda, I'm so sorry I-"
"Save it," she snapped, pointing between them both with her car keys in hand. "I'm going to Steve's and we're going to pretend this never happened, understand? There was no incident. Nobody will ever eat anyone else's food again. This is never talked about again. Got it?"
"Got it," Carol rushed out in a whisper. Behind her Pietro was quiet and shr turned to see his smirking face and a curl of dread welled up inside of her at that face.
"Alright Wanda," Pietro relented, seeing the distressed look on her face but his smirk didn't fade. "Tell me something before you go."
"Maximoff no," Carol bemoaned.
"How was my nut butter, sis?"
"You're both nasty!"