A/N- This is the first time I am writing something this explicit...goodness...nervous is an understatement. My thanks goes out to you amazing people...you know who you are!

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"The kids are Wong's responsibility for tonight."

Wanda heard Stephen enter the kitchen and approach her. She had just finished plating their dinner when she felt Stephen pull her towards him, her back moulding against him.

He began placing kisses on her neck and gently nipping on the sensitive skin there. His lips curved into a smile when he felt Wanda's breath hitch.

"It has been sometime…"

"...since we had pasta for dinner…" Wanda replied coyly, turning around to face Stephen, her green eyes glittering with amusement.

Stephen took a step forward, their chests touching. His eyes had turned darker and he had that arrogant smirk which Wanda desperately wanted to wipe off.

A moment or two passed and Stephen lunged in for a searing kiss. Wanda felt her breath leave her but she sank into the kiss earnestly. Stephen's hands grip her hair, angling her and kissing her deep. A groan escapes her as Stephen continues devouring her lips. She was left gasping thoroughly when Stephen began trailing kisses down her neck to her collarbone, his fingers fiddling with buttons on her shirt.

"Stephen…" Her breathless whisper made him smile. Without any warning, Stephen lifted her onto the kitchen counter and pressed more firmly into her eliciting a gasp from her. Out of pure instinct Wanda wrapped her legs around him. He didn't stop kissing and nipping at her neck which Wanda gladly allowed. Through the haze, Wanda remembers to take extra care to cover up tomorrow but pays no heed to it.

He began loosening her pajama trousers when Wanda asked him

"Stephen…" her breath hitched. "We are in the kitchen. Someone could...come." She stuttered when Stephen bit at her neck.

"Let them…."

"Stephen…"

He bit back a groan and opened a portal to the bedroom. He pulls her up against him and she wraps her legs around him once more. Stephen steals a kiss and moves over to the bed, making sure he closes the portal.

He lovingly lays a breathless Wanda on the bed. She looks divine in the dim moonlight shining through the curtains. She looks so beautiful and this robs his breath away. All the urgency melts away and he wants to take his own sweet time worshipping her for the incredible goddess she is. A devout worshipper of the Scarlet Witch. He still finds it unfathomable that this incredible woman is his wife and the mother of his children.

"What's going on in that brilliant mind of yours?"

"Brilliant eh?" He leans down towards her, combing his fingers through the silky strands of her hair. "Just thoughts of you…." he whispers.

"Kiss me Strange." She met him halfway and the kiss left him grappling at his already wavering self-control.

"You are playing with fire sweetheart..." Stephen hissed.

"Maybe I want to get burned…" She purred in his ear quite sensually.

Stephen's self control snapped and captured Wanda's lips in another kiss that had her toes curling. They quickly discarded their clothes and he began kissing her down to her thighs. Wanda felt herself throb in anticipation. When she felt his lips on her, all coherent thoughts flew out of the window…

She felt a silent scream leave her and her back arching. Stephen held her hips firmly as he began working magic on her. Her moans were increasing in intensity and soon she was a whimpering mess.

"Eyes on me darling." She heard him, the deep baritone voice doing wonders. The image she was presented with was so sinful that she had to bite back a loud moan.

Stephen coaxed two climaxes out of her before crawling up to her with a smug smirk.

"You did incredible my darling….It's not everyday you get to see the Scarlet Witch speechless"

Wanda did exactly she wanted to do when they were in the kitchen. She tangled her hands in his hair and pulled him into a bruising kiss which had him groaning and the smirk wiped off. She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him into her.

When Stephen sank down into her, she almost went over the edge. Wanda brought her arms around Stephen's shoulders. She could feel him straining but he gave her a moment to adjust and buried his face in her neck.

"S-Stephen!"

"I've got you sweetheart." He gave a deep thrust that had Wanda arching her back, incoherent moans leaving her mouth. Stephen began taking his own sweet time as he intended that had left Wanda completely speechless. Stephen made sure to drag it out making sure she was at the edge of the precipice, just not yet falling.

Stephen could see and feel the tell tale signs of her climax. He looked down at Wanda, never failing to be amazed by her expressions. He drank in every single detail...the way her hair is fanned across the pillows, the way her green eyes reflect a darker shade of green, to her gasps and sighs. He feels her tethering on the edge…

He leans down, kisses her neck and hoarsely whispers into her ear, biting on her earlobe. "Let go darling...let go for me" in his deep baritone voice.

She shatters with a silent scream, triggering his own. He could feel her trembling beneath him. After a few moments when it subsided, he gently kissed her.

"God, you're so beautiful."

She just smiled at him, and Stephen felt his heart overflow with love.

A/N- So thoughts?

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*runs away and hides*