Chapter 1: Caught on the Dresser
One late evening, the whole Avengers team were gathered in the living room of the compound all cozied up. Clint, Thor and Steve sat with blankets over them and their best sweatpants was on. They were seated right in front of the TV on the big couch. Clint had a bucket in his lap, throwing up the awful liqour Thor had given him. Tony and Bruce sat by the kitchen, but still had view of the TV. They chatted quietly about some science project they had going on, beers in hand. You sat on the opposite side of your best friends, Natasha and Wanda, who hadn’t changed since the party that Tony had earlier. Natasha sat sideways on Wanda’s lap as they shared a blanket in the cozy chair, her Louboutin heels still on, hanging over the armrest. You had a book in your lap, not a pretty girl like Natasha, but it was still something. The horror movie in the background was booming but you weren’t paying attention. I’d say you paid attention to your book, but I’d just be lying. Your attention was on Natasha and the way she 'reacted' to the movie. Her head was tucked in Wanda’s neck as her girlfriend had the biggest smirk on her face, paying attention to the movie. You could see the movement of Wanda’s arm underneath the blanket, the way Natasha’s chest rose and fell heavily. Wanda’s lips moved occationally, muttering something you couldn’t make out completely. However you’re pretty sure some of those words were ‘good… for…’ You glanced up from your book, cheeks red when your eyes met Wanda’s. Natasha pulled Wanda closer, hiding her face as she stiffened. You noticed how Natasha's feet straightened in her heels. Wanda smirked at you, mouthing, 'Wanna join?' ’'. You swore you could die that moment. With wide eyes and a very red face, you looked down at your book again, staring at it like it was your job. "We are heading to bed," Wanda spoke softly over the TV. The guys only nodded, waving them off, their attention on the movie. Except for Clint, his head was still in the bucket. Natasha was now standing, her slender fingers pulling down her black minidress. She wore the one with thin straps, not the one that covered her chest and shoulders. You liked this one more. "Night, y/n…" Wanda spoke softly, looking at you up and down. You looked up and gave them a soft smile, trying to ignore the aching feeling between your legs. They both smirked at you before walking out, Wanda’s hand on the small of Natasha’s back.
About an hour later, the movie was finished, and all the guys headed to bed. Tony and Bruce had migrated to the lab for some 4 AM brainstorming. You placed your book down, your head still a little fuzzy from all the alcohol you consumed earlier that day. Your skin was dry, like always when you drank. So you couldn’t wait to put on your favourite lotion and jump into the cold bed, get some good shut-eye, and definitely not dream about your best friends. Except you couldn’t apply the lotion. Because it was, of course, on Wanda's and Nat’s dresser. Normally, you'd apply it before, but since they asked to get ready with you and be the judge of their outfits. The lotion was long forgotten when you had placed it down on the dresser and seen Wanda half-naked as she got dressed for the party. With a sigh, you made your way to your room, walking into the bathroom, looking for anything that could replace the soothing feeling of putting on the lotion. When finding nothing, you groaned in frustration. Surely, they must have gone to bed now. It would be easy. You’d sneak over to their dresser in their bedroom. Retrieve the lotion. Walk out like nothing happened. Maybe you’d see a naked boob peaking out of the blanket, but that was okay. You could survive that; they were just your best friends. As you stood outside the door, you put your ear to it, listening for any sound. Not hearing anything, you decided to walk in. However, you felt an immediate regret for not listening longer, and you were sure that now you couldn’t walk out of there like nothing happened. Something happened. Something was currently happening. And it was right in front of you. Natasha, still in her heels, was pushed up against their dresser. Head against the wall. Mouth open. Eyes closed. She was completely naked with one leg over Wanda’s shoulder, the other on the floor. Her hands held tightly on the edge of the dresser, knuckles white as she took the thrusts from Wanda. The thrusts made the dresser move, hitting the back wall along with your lotion right beside Natasha’s hand. Talking about hands, Wanda’s right hand was on Natasha’s throat, and you could practically feel it on yourself. Her left hand was around Nat’s thigh, which was over her shoulder, pulling her closer. Your eyes landed on Wanda’s dick that was penetrating Natasha, and you couldn’t seem to take your eyes off it. It moved fast, slightly tilted up. You were sure that if your thoughts weren’t so loud, you could hear Natasha’s wet, throbbing pussy being penetrated by it. She opened her eyes, making eye contact with you, a soft smirk on her lips. "Wa-anda," Natasha choked out. Her girlfriend lightened the pressure on her neck. Nat let out a cough and looked back at you. ‘’We’ve go-ot co-ugh fuck, company.’' Wanda looked behind her, seeing your red face and your thighs clenched. She slowed down, then stopped and removed her hand from Nat’s throat. Natasha’s forehead fell onto Wanda’s shoulder, panting heavily. "Can I help you?" she asked, amused You only stood there, eyes hopping between Nat and Wanda. Natasha tried to take her leg down and cover her chest up, mostly for your comfort; she didn't really care. Albeit, Wanda stopped her. ‘’I’m not done with you.’' Her voice was low and firm, and it made Natasha’s eyes darken, adjusting herself a little on her girlfriend's thing. You hadn’t moved for a good 4 minutes. Wanda might as well not have ruined Natasha’s orgasm and continued if she knew you were just going to stand there and watch them. If you wanted to watch, you could just ask. "Sweetheart, I’m kind of busy here. What did you need?’’ Wanda asked. Nat glanced over at you, her breathing more steady now, but her forehead still glistening from sweat in the dim lighting. ‘’Lotion,’’ was all you got out. Wanda furrowed her brows and then realized. She grabbed the lotion with her free hand and held it out for you. You awkwardly walked towards her, the room smelling more and more of sex. With a gentle hand, you grabbed it. Wanda’s fingers brushed against yours; they were wet. Natasha. You turned about three times redder in the face and hurried out of the room. ‘’Why did she get so red?’' "My fingers have been inside your pussy.’' Natasha didn’t get a time to respond before Wanda started to move again. A loud moan escaping them both. It didn’t take long until Wanda came inside of Natasha, Natasha following just a second later. Once Wanda pulled out, she picked her up and carried her bridal style to the bed. Natasha hummed with delight and closed her eyes, her head falling against her girlfriend's shoulder. Wanda carefully placed Natasha on the bed as if she were made of glass, gold, and one-of-a-kind black diamonds. Natasha couldn’t help but smile at her gentleness. She carefully removed her girlfriend's heels, kissing her feet softly. Natasha hummed and stretched her arms over her head as she admired the younger woman. Wanda smiled at the sight, continuing to kiss up her calf Her knees. Inner thighs. she then moved to Natasha’s stomach. Side ribs. Chest. Collarbone. Neck. And, finally, her lips. They smiled wide at each other, like they had just fallen in love all over again. "Hi, beautiful," Nat whispered, her hand cupping Wanda’s cheek. Wanda smiled wider, if that was even possible. ‘’Hello, gorgeous.’' Wanda laid down beside Natasha, her head resting on her chest. They let out a contented sigh, feeling a little more relaxed. Natasha bit her lip; seeing your face reaction in her head did something to her. '’You’re replaying it in your head…’’ Wanda spoke softly a little later. Natasha sighed, ‘’Wanda…’' ‘’I’m sorry, your thoughts were really fucking loud.’’ ‘’She didn’t mean to see us,'' Wanda whispered. ‘’You liked it.’' Wanda didn’t move. ‘’It was really humiliating,’’ Natasha said, her hand playing loosely with Wanda’s hair. "I'm sorry, I should have let you take your leg down or pulled out at least," Wanda apologized, lying on her side, resting on her elbow. ‘’No.’' Wanda furrowed her brows. Nat bit her lip again. A smirk formed on Wanda’s lips. '’Oh?’' Her hands trailed around Natasha’s chest. "You liked when your best friend saw you getting fucked? Completely manhandled like a whore?’’ Natasha let out a shaky breath, her eyes closing. It only made Wanda smirk wider. ‘’You did…’'. Wanda knelt and spread Natasha’s legs. Nat whimpered in response, trying to close them. "I don’t think I can take another one, baby…" Natasha mumbled, looking at the younger woman. Wanda made puppy eyes, her lip sticking out in a pout. A soft giggle came out of Nat, rolling her eyes in the process. ‘’Fine, only because I love you.'' Wanda smiled, kissing her cheek. '’You won’t regret it.’' ‘’Oh, I know.’' Wanda kissed Nat’s stomach, her hand moving closer to Natasha’s core. "You're still so wet… With my cum running out of you and all,’’ Wanda teased, lapping up her own cum from Natasha’s pussy. ‘’Fuck…’' As Wanda continued to eat Nat out, Nat’s mind started racing as she closed her eyes. The way you watched them, not stopping them, just enjoying the sight. She knew you got wet from the way she moaned for Wanda, letting her use her pussy. "You're thinking of her again," Wanda mumbled, removing her mouth and sitting up. Natasha still had her eyes closed, but she could feel the way Wanda’s eyes stared at her. She opened them and looked at her girlfriend, biting her lip. Wanda pushed two fingers into Natasha’s sore but aching pussy. "You want her to see you like this… again? All exposed and needy for my fingers?’' Wanda smirked as Natasha nodded her head; she bit her arm to suppress the embarrassingly loud moan. "Maybe I should just send her a video of you like this? Make a sex tape dedicated to her?’' "Please…" Natasha’s pleading sent shivers down Wanda’s spine. Her eyes darkened, her free hand coming up for an unexpected choke. Natasha gasped, her eyes going wide. Wanda let out a low growl before removing her hand from her pussy. She moved into missionary, taking Natasha’s legs over her shoulder. ‘’Wanda I—WANDA!'' Natasha was about to protest before she screamed her name. Wanda had slammed her cock into Natasha, already thrusting relentlessly. ‘’You’re such a whore, you know that?’' Natasha could only nod in complete bliss. '’You’re my whore, you belong to me.’' Wanda growled.Going faster. Harder. Deeper. Tears streamed down Nat’s face, a breathless sob escaping her. And Wanda noticed. She didn’t slow down, but she did release the grip on Natasha’s neck, pulling her into a desperate, needy, and sloppy kiss. Natasha moaned into it, enjoying the roughness her girlfriend was giving her. Not even a minute later, Nat’s toes curled, her body spasmed, and her legs shook. She came, and oh my, did she come hard. Wanda moaned, slapping Natasha’s face, and not the gentle, loving kind. It stung. A lot. But it felt good. It felt great. Nat grunted and smirked up at her girlfriend, her cheek already turning red. She knew how much Wanda liked impact play with her, especially because of how well Natasha took it. '’Fuck!’' Wanda shot her load into Natasha, both moaning. When she pulled out, Natasha was exhausted, completely limp, and breathing heavily. That’s when Wanda got soft with her. Like usual. She cooed at Nat and kissed her cheek, then gently wiped her face of tears. '’You’re such a good girl, Nat.'' Nat chuckled and pulled her into a kiss. "Sorry for hurting you." "You didn’t… or well, you did, but I enjoyed every moment.'' Wanda smiled, pulling her into a cuddle as she lay down beside her. "You weren’t close to safe wording?" Wanda asked, rubbing her girlfriend's back lovingly. Nat shook her head, leaning into the touch. "No, but if you didn't release your grip on my throat, I would... Or if you fucked me like that in the ass and had me gagged, blindfolded, and in a sex swing… I probably would too.’' Wanda giggled, kissing her cheek again. ‘’I’ll always notice before you ever have to use the safe word… also, anal?’' Wanda’s brow was raised, her hand gliding down Nat’s back to cup her ass. Natasha pushed her hand up to her back again. "Not. Now.’' ‘’Fine…’’ Wanda grumbled, lying down on her back and pulling Natasha to lie by her. Natasha cuddled into her, wincing slightly in pain. Her legs and cheeks would hurt tomorrow. '’Like you can handle that anyway,’’ Natasha muttered, her head still not left the thought of Wanda taking her from behind. ‘’Excuse me?’' "You heard me. The second I bend over, my ass all ready for your cock, you’re gonna cum," Natasha puffed, following a smile, a small flick coming to Wanda’s cock. "Okay, that happened once," Wanda defended, grabbing Nat’s hand and kissing it. ‘’And to be fair, you bending over for me is really fucking hot.'' Natasha blushed a little, yawning. She laid her head on Wanda’s shoulder, closing her eyes. They lay in quiet for a moment, enjoying each other's company. ‘’Did you really want me to record you?’’ Wanda whispered, her fingers playing with Natasha’s hair. Natasha opened her eyes and took a deep breath. She looked up at Wanda, glancing down at her eyes before meeting her eyes. ‘’Did you?’' Wanda bit her lip, kissing Natasha’s forehead. "I mean… I’d only do it with your consent, but I don’t know of I’d send it to y/n,’' Natasha nodded, cuddling closer to her. ‘’She deserves the live show…’' Wanda chuckled, ‘’She’s already got it. ’' Natasha blushed, groaning as she hid in Wanda’s neck. Wanda laughed. "Let's invite her tomorrow for a movie. I’ll fuck you when she isn’t paying attention. And if she does, I won’t stop because you’ll enjoy it too much,’’ Wanda whispered, her own dick twitching by her own words. Natasha felt butterflies in her stomach, she really did have an exhibitionism kink… She blushed hard and subconsciously bucked her hips. Wanda was now satisfied, a smirk on her lips. Tomorrow was going to be fun.