Sorry for the long hiatus guys, work has been harsher on my personal time then I had expected. Likewise, holy shit this pandemic is crazy and I hope everyone is doing fine. Stay safe everybody, quarantining has been hard but let's have patience and get through this together. Side note, this needs to be edited.
Peter groaned as his mental alarm woke him up. He turned his head around and stared at the window, hints that the of sun beginning to shining into the room told him that is was about six in the morning. Considering he came home around two, four hours of sleep wasn't too bad. He continued to look at the window letting the seconds pass by, his droopy eyes and hazy mind made it hard to get up especially since he knew today is going to be hectic. Suddenly, he heard the sound of running water coming out of his bathroom.
He shifted his body and found his bed to be empty. "Wanda must be taking a shower." He slid his legs off the edge of the bed and stood up, he stretched his arms and felt a little bruising in his back. "Must have been Felica's device, hopefully that heals by lunch time… where's my suit?"
He knelt down and looked under the bed and around the ground, he remembered removing Felica's suit and leaving it on the floor when he returned yesterday. He went into his small kitchen to grab some water, "maybe I threw it over here?" To his surprise, he found his advanced suit neatly folded on one of the chairs. "Wanda must have gotten my laundry, that's really nice of her… oh man, but where is the suit Felicia gave me?"
Wanda sat in the bathtub, it was just big enough so that she could stretch her legs out and rest her back and arms on the rims. The water had just risen above her waist and was hot enough to where the heat could warm her upper body. She sighed and closed her eyes; the luxury of hot water was something she had grown accustom to over the last year. Back in Sokovia it was hard to get a hot bath in general, most of her showers growing up were cold because warmer water drove up the electricity bills. She would have practically joined Hydra just to get a warm shower every day, though that was the last thing she wanted to think about. A knocking on the bathroom door caught her attention.
"Hey good morning, are you finished? I just need to brush my teeth." Peter asked, not wanting to catch her off guard.
A sly smile made it onto her face. 'Maybe he wants to join' she though, "Peter? You can come in."
Peter open the door and gawked.
Wanda laughed, the Sokovian wasn't embarrassed about presenting her figure to him, however, she could tell there was a tension of awkward energy in the air. She though a guy like him would be used to seeing beautiful girls naked by now. It kind of pleased her to know he wasn't the type of guy to sleep around with random women, though he probably could. "Good morning." She waved.
"Good morning, no I said that already. Um, did you get my laundry?"
"I got it this morning. I thought you might have forgotten."
"Thanks for that, I think I might have actually forgotten if it weren't for you." He went over to the sink and grabbed his toothbrush. "Did you by any chance put my other suit somewhere?"
"The black one?" Wanda said as she played with some bubbles.
Peter shook his head. "Um, hmm."
She made a face of annoyance and crossed her arms. "I threw it in the garbage."
"YOU DID?!" He nearly spat out all the toothpaste foam.
The reaction caused Wanda to laugh. Of course, she didn't throw it away, but the idea did occur to her when she saw it scattered all over the floor but she didn't want to be seen as that crazy girlfriend. "No, it's in your closet."
"Really?" Peter rinsed his mouth and gave her a skeptical look.
"Yes." She affirmed.
He came closer to her and knelt beside the tub, "you're not jealous, are you?"
She eyed him with a deadly expression.
"Woah, woah. I am kidding. I totally forgot I had that suit."
Wanda raised a hand out of the water and gestured for him to lean a little closer. Peter hoped she wanted a morning kiss, instead, he was met with a splash of water into his face. "Are you really going to ask me that?" She huffed.
Peter wasn't upset, in fact he was grateful she didn't throw anything worse at him. But he wasn't going to let her have the last word in this conversation. "Ok, come on. Admit, you are. Hey, I'll give you the girlfriend of a lifetime reward if you can get me one of those Iron Man suits Mr. Stark has lying around."
"Right, and I'd rather hang myself. You can wear that black suit all you want." She pushed his head away from her. "Now get out."
Peter could tell she was only joking. He brushed away her hand and quickly planted a kiss on her lips, which surprised her. He quickly landed another and another as Wanda's cold façade slowly broke into a smirk.
"Alright, alright, alright. I admit it. A little jealous." She grabbed his head with both hands to prevent him from kissing her again. "Can you wash my back for me?" She turned for him and held out a bar of soap.
Peter let out a soft sigh, "Y-yeah, sure." He grabbed the soap and touched her damped hair, guiding it away from her back and around her shoulder. Not knowing where to start he began scrubbing indiscriminately, Peter wasn't sure if this was more of a playful suggestion or if she actually wanted him to clean her. After a few seconds, he got into the rhythm of things and restarted. First with her lower neck and slow down to her lower back.
Wanda though her teasing was a sure-fire hint that she wanted to escalate. Yet, it seemed Peter was a bad mood reader, she didn't complain though since the way he washed her back felt like a heavenly back rub. "So, what happened yesterday?"
'Oh…crap!' Peter yelled internally; he was hoping this wouldn't be the first question she asked. He had yet to make up a good story that bended the truth. "Well, it was sort of the usual. Bad guys trying to rob a place… yeah you can sort of say that. Then I uh, you know stopped them, and will probably get blamed for all the property damage that I didn't do." 'Work starts in two hours, then regular patrol, and then I have to see if MJ has any new clues about Hammerhead… and what about the avengers? Yikes.' Peter ran through the mental checklist in his mind. "Tss, so yeah quite a few things I got to get going-"
Without warning, Wanda grabbed him by his t-shirt and pulled him into the tub. Peter gasped as he felt his t-shirt and underwear instantly get soaked. "Ah, this water is hot!" He wasn't really used to bathing with a partner, usually there would be a temperature dispute about how the water wasn't cold or hot enough.
Wanda smirked, in one swift motion she lifted his t-shirt and pulled it over his head, throwing it across the bathroom floor. "You owe me for leaving last night."
A nervous smile made it onto Peter's face as Wanda managed to wrestle Peter around the cramped space and get on top of him.
"So, you are all mine this morning." Wanda crashed her lips onto his. Her body felt like it was on fire as his hands caressed the side of her hips, she loved his touch. "My breast." Her husky voice demanded. Without hesitation, Peter's hands shot up to touch her where she wanted. He felt a rush of excitement as her heart beat faster from breathing, spiraling highs and lows like a roller-coaster. His mouth was parting her shaking lips, evoking every sensation of passion Wanda has ever known. He drew forwards, catching her off guard as he pulled her legs around his torso. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in closer to taste his peppermint saliva.
"Maxi" he muttered. Peter felt such a high tasting her, he wanted to get a reaction out of the Sokovian as he continued to mutter her nickname. Slowly he could feel the warmth of her cheeks blushing heat, the grazing of the embarrassed smile on her lips as they continued to kiss.
After what felt like minutes had passed by Wanda pulled him in for a tight embrace. For a moment Peter felt confined, suffocated. He wasn't sure what was going on until he saw small sparks of velvet magic radiating off the girl's body. Peter brushed the wet strands of hair way from Wanda's face and noticed her eyes were beginning to redden, almost as if she was about to cry.
"What's going on. Are you alright? Oh no did I hurt you?"
He looked at her body frantically, frightened that he might have used his super strength in the heat of the moment and was causing her discomfort. Wanda let go of Peter and turned around, not wanting him to see her wipe away the small tears fighting their way out. He placed a hand on her shoulder while Wanda took a second to compose herself, not sure what to tell him or if she wants to tell him what was going on in her mind.
"No, no… not you. I am sorry." She breathed. "It's just… Peter you make me so happy, but you make me feel so scared. I am scared to lose you."
Peter frowned and scooted up closer to her and rested his head against her back. "Why are you thinking about this all of a sudden?"
The Scarlet Witch clenched her heart, she knew it was time to finally confess what had been eating at her ever since she had left her country. "I had a brother, twin brother. His name was Pietro, I lost him in Sokovia because of what I did and I am afraid that someday something bad will happen to you. I don't want to feel… feel alone again, to die again."
Peter eyes widened when he finally realized why Wanda whispered that name repeatedly in her nightmares. He had deduced it was someone special to her, that the person could be a family member, a friend, maybe a pet dog. It didn't really bother him too much to find out more since there never seemed to be a right time to ask her. Now that he knew she was calling out to her dead brother it all made sense.
Wanda turned around and hugged Peter again, "I've been having dreams where I am powerless to stop him from dying, I thought I would eventually get over it. Then yesterday when you left, it happened again and I can't help but think… What if someday you leap out of your window and don't come back. I don't know what I would do."
"Wow, that's a lot to take in… clearly, you didn't know what you signed up for being with me. OW!"
He felt Wanda punch him in the gut.
"Sorry, you know me I joke when I am nervous." He ran through the numerous times he had had conversations like this with MJ. In fact, that is what had ended their relationship in the first place because he would treat her too delicately and she would always worry he end up dead somewhere. However, this situation also made him reflect on the dangers intwined within their lives. 'She's an Avenger… I fight bad guys on a daily basis, but the people she probably deals with are world ending kind of evil. What if she…end up getting hurt, or worse?'
He found himself holding her closer. "What happened to your brother in Sokovia? Why did you say it's your fault?"
Wanda hesitated, she knew how selfless and pure Peter is. She feared that if she told him anymore, he would look at her with disgust. Nevertheless, she owed it to him and herself to come clean, even if that meant risking Peter hating her. "I joined Hydra, I let – letting Stark create Ultron. All of them were my ideas, and he died because I didn't see how stupid we were, trying to get revenge."
Shocked would be underplaying what Peter felt at the moment. He couldn't believe what she had just admitted, basically being responsible for almost the death of everyone on Earth. He refused to believe Wanda could be that evil and diabolical. "It's not your fault." Peter wiped some tears off Wanda's face, when she opened her mouth to berate herself again, he shut her up with an aggressive kiss. "It's not your fault." He stood firm on his statement. Not sure what else to do, Peter locked her lips again and then lifted her out of the bub.
XXX
The Scarlet Witch's hand ran down the side of the bed, tapping the floor until she found the condom box. Giving it a little shake, she was disappointed to hear no rattle, just an empty shell.
"Sorry, super stamina." Peter winked which cause Wanda to let out a laugh.
She ran her hand through his messy brown hair. "нам це не потрібно (we don't need one)."
He gave her a confused look. "What does that mean?"
"Something sexy." She joked.
"You make everything sound pretty sexy."
"Hmmm. I better stop practicing my English then."
"Yeah. I been noticing you have been getting better at pronouncing words. You better quit now or your sexy level might drop a point."
"You really find my accent that attractive?"
"Honestly, it's like I am dating some European model."
"Thanks? I guess." She made an awkward smile and rested her head against his strong chest. She could barely move as her legs felt like Jell-O, opting to slide off him and cuddle his arm as she continued to catch her breath. She gazed into Peters eyes as he did with her, and they continued to be locked in each other's presences. The Sokovian had dreamt of this moment, to be with someone she could truly be vulnerable and happy with.
"Wanda. I guess I never really asked but why are you with the Avengers?"
The Scarlet Witch used her finger to trace circles across Peter's abs. Not sure how to word her past to him. "When I was ten my family and I were eating dinner… everyone looked so happy. I can remember their faces- mother and father debating a new recipe for the menu, Pietro always eating his dessert first…" Her next memory sent a shiver down her back. "Then the bomb. Next thing I know, we are under a bed. I see my mother's hand poking out of the rubble, lifeless. I yell for her… then another bomb falls right in front of us. Two days I waited for it to kill us, but it didn't. All I can see is the word STARK. Two days I prayed to make it out alive…" She buried her head into the pillow. "For ten years all I wanted to do was kill Stark, that's was the only reason I still had to be alive beside looking after my brother. Now, I can't even do that. I wanted these powers to kill him but…"
"So now you want to use your powers to help others." Peter ran his hand down her back in a soothing manner.
"Yes." She purred from his touch.
"You know, I have wondered why you do something things. Like when you wake up and have to take a second look around you, or how you always eat half your food stop and look to your right and then frown and continue. I never realized it's because you miss your brother so much. And you blame yourself for losing him. I - I just want you to know I've been there too and if you ever want to talk about it, I'll be there for you. I know it can feel like it's all your fault but you can't change the past and blaming yourself isn't the right way to go about things. Wanda…" He touched her face and turned her head to face him. "I adore you for trying to make things right."
Wanda froze. It was as if her body dropped in temperature as she could feel Peter shift a little in the bed. She couldn't even bare the idea of looking at him as she knew it would cause her to weep. His words hit her harder than a speeding train. Suddenly, she felt her heart beat faster to an uncontrollable beat. She wasn't prepared for his words, to feel live again. It's as if she could finally let go of her past 10 years of suffering and move on with her life. "You mean it?" She asked, partially referring to her self-guilt and partially about being there for her.
"I swear." He held out his pinky.
Wanda found his childish behavior quite cute and immature, however she wrapper her pinky around his and shook it. "What are you six years old?"
"More like seven and a half, but good guess."
"You're funny." She said sarcastically.
"Why thank you, not a lot of people tell me that."
"I was kidding."
"… that, that, that hurts."
Wanda chuckled at his reaction. "Sorry, я змушу себе почувати себе краще."
"I am serious thinking about learning Sokovian when I have free time now. Really, what did that me-" Peter let out a soft grunt as Wanda gently took him by her hand.
"It means, thank you for everything… and I'll make you feel better." She began to slowly slide down the bed until finding a comfortable position to face his length. She looked him in the eyes and then back to his member, trying to push the embarrassment aside, her heart was beating rapidly again and her hot breathing just made him more excited. The Sokovian had experienced, but there are some things she had yet to do. She wanted Peter to know how special he is to her. "I- I am sorry if I am not doing this correctly, I haven't done this before." She tried her best to not get nervous, but her slight trembling easily told Peter that this was something way out of her comfort zone. Which surprised him given how forward she has been.
"Wanda you don't have to… oh… god."
…
"Abstinence, if you are watching this video, your parents have elected you to not be present in the health class in the discussion of *sigh* human reproduction. Abstinence is the practice- oh for Christ sake how many more of these do I have to do?"
"We have about ten more videos." Natasha checked the list.
"I don't think I can do this anymore." Steve walked off the green screen and picking up the PSA script off his chair, throwing it into the garbage. Not like he needed to read his lines again, his months of showbiz during the war had made him quite the fast memorizer.
"Come on, Steve. This is for the greater good of this generation of mindless sex crazed adolescence."
Cap pulled off his helmet and rubbed his eyes. "No offense to Coulson, but I am not a big fan of this costume."
"I don't know, Kristen doesn't seem to mind at all." She followed Cap's movements as he sat in the chair. "Very nice form."
"I am glad they gave me a different uniform; I was beginning to think tights, spandex, and leather was what you people think is fashion."
"So, you think suit trousers and plaid dress shirts are still a thing?"
"Better than what I see these kids wear now adays."
"Hence." Black Widow grabbed her copy of the PSA script and threw it over to Cap. "You have a duty to show these kids what proper is."
Steve sighed. The contents of the videos themselves were not terrible in his opinion, but he hated just how ridiculous he looked when reviewing the final product. "Remind me again why I am doing this?"
"Stark made a deal with the big brother and killing bad guys isn't going to cut it. Your signature is on the agreement Steve, your face will be in every high school classroom in this country. Likewise, isn't this cathartic for your soul?" Natasha crossed her arms and smirked.
"I have no idea what you are talking about Romanoff."
"… It was Lily from operations was it."
Steve rolled his eyes. "Here we go again."
"Come on Cap, you said I wasn't the only one you kissed since you woke up. I am dying to know."
"We'll Nat. We are going to be playing this game for a while then."
"Jeez, Steve. You sure know how to keep a girl hooked."
"Not long enough apparently."
"Oh, oh, oh- this is new. Wait, wait, wait. No!"
Steve raised his eyebrow at her. "What?"
Black Widow pulled a chair over to Cap and sat next to him in a very uncomfortably close distance. "Steven."
"Don't call me that."
"Rodgers." She put a hand on his back in a very understanding way, which began to creep him out. "It's okay, I know you come from a more- ah- conservative age, so if you ever-"
"Nat. What are you doing?"
"You're a virgin, right?"
Steven blinked at her, then gave her a very confused look. "No."
"I am just saying Steve, it's okay to… uh, practice."
"I don't need practice. We've talked about this." Suddenly, his phone began to ring. He hurriedly took the device out of his pocket and secretly thanked god as it was finally something to get him out of this situation. "Let's go. I just got an address from Spider-Man"
Thanks for reading, working on the next chapter right now. I didn't want to get too graphic with this chapter but maybe I'll work in more uh, detail, in the future if you all want. Let's hope I can get the motivation to finish it sooner.
