Author's Notes: As far as I'm concerned this is MCU canon
Wanda Maximoff had been training vigorously with Natasha Romanoff for weeks now. She was determined to become an asset to the Avengers, and she knew that Natasha was the best person to train her.
However, she wasn't prepared for the intensity of the training sessions. Natasha was relentless, pushing Wanda to her limits and beyond. She would always end their sparring sessions pinning Wanda to the floor, stripping her of her defenses and leaving her vulnerable.
Wanda couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement every time Natasha got rough with her. She had never experienced anything like it before, and she found herself craving more.
One day, Natasha decided to take things to the next level. She pinned Wanda to the floor, her body pressed against Wanda's. Wanda could feel the heat radiating off Natasha's body, and she couldn't help but respond.
Natasha smirked as she felt Wanda's body respond to her. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against Wanda's ear.
"You like that, don't you?" she whispered, her voice low and seductive, a faint Russian cadence slipping in.
Wanda gasped as Natasha's hand slid up her thigh, her fingers tracing a path of pleasure. She couldn't help but nod, her breath hitching in her throat.
Natasha chuckled softly, her fingers continuing to explore Wanda's body. She slipped her hand under Wanda's sports bra, cupping her breast and teasing her nipple.
Wanda moaned, her body arching towards Natasha's touch. She couldn't believe what was happening, but she didn't want it to stop.
Natasha continued to tease Wanda, her fingers sliding lower and lower until they reached her shorts. She slipped her hand inside, her fingers finding Wanda's clit and rubbing gently.
Wanda cried out, her hips bucking as Natasha's fingers worked their magic. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt so alive, so turned on.
Natasha chuckled again, her fingers moving faster and faster. She could feel Wanda's orgasm building, and she wanted to push her over the edge.
Wanda's breathing became ragged as Natasha's fingers continued their work with expert precision and skill. She could feel the tension building inside her, her body trembling with anticipation.
And then, she came. Her orgasm ripped through her like a tidal wave, leaving her breathless and spent.
Natasha smiled as she pulled her fingers out of Wanda's shorts, bringing them to her mouth and licking them clean.
"Good girl," the redhead whispered, her voice full of satisfaction.
Wanda blushed, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. She couldn't believe what had just happened, but she knew one thing for sure.
She couldn't wait to do it again.