𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑. 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴

𝘸𝘮 | 𝘴

DO REVENGE:

WANDA MAXIMOFF

[ tw - mommy kink, choking, praise kink, degrading kink, strap, fingering]

Third

Wanda watched Y/N closely, as she moves through the crowd of people in the centre of the room, towards the bar. Wanda's eyes followed her as Y/N picked her way carefully through the people and sat down besides her friends, who immediately perked up at her arrival.

Y/N pulled Kate into a hug, laying a playful and welcoming kiss onto the side of her head before pulling away to admire Kate's perfectly raven-black suit. After, Y/N swivelled in her seat, turning to say hello to Natasha, who sat on Y/N's right. The same happened again, except as soon as the embrace began, Natasha's eyes linked with Wanda's, and the assassin made a hasty retreat, laughing lightly and making some excuse to leave.

Y/N and Kate bid Natasha a rather quick goodbye before ordering a drink. Tony stood behind the counter, taking their orders and running them up quicker than he had before.

Wanda watched, and kept on watching, taking a sip of her champagne every so often.

"What's taking up your attention?" Pietro said, sliding towards his sister. Wanda turned her head towards him and gave him a small half-smile.

"Y/N and Kate." She said, taking a sip from her flute glass. "I could've sworn she was flirting with her."

Pietro studied Wanda, "Who was flirting with who?"

"Does it matter?" It did not sound like a question. Wanda eyed her brother in her peripheral vision.

The look on Pietro's face stated otherwise.

Wanda rolled her eyes. "Kate flirting with Y/N."

"They're best friends, there's bound to be some chemistry, Wanda." 

"What if they're sleeping together as well."

"You think too little of your girlfriend, Wanda." Pietro said finally, placing a soft hand on her shoulder. "I think you're thinking a little too lowly of her, you know."

She sighed and shrugged. "I guess so." Wanda shook her head a little. "Where's Clint?"

It was Pietro's turn to shrug. "Last time I saw him, he was standing around talking to Steve." He took a quick scan of the room and then raised a hand to point to his left. "There, talking to Natasha."

Wanda looked the way he pointed, spotting Natasha's red hair flowing about her shoulders as she laughed at something Clint had said. "I think he wanted to talk to you about something." She suggested.

Pietro hesitated before nodding and winding his way through the crowd. Wanda's eyes fell right back onto Y/N, who was laughing her ass off at one of Kate's stories. Wanda's eyes unconsciously looked for Y/N's drink, only to find it pretty much full. She was still sober, yet the sense had been knocked out of her, as if she was hammered.