Climbing down the stairs Natasha rubbed her sore behind; the redhead's voluptuous body still recovering from the Westview talent show that morning...
Looking down on the living room the Avenger frowned; her eyes taking in the open space. When had Wanda redecorated?
The interior which had previously been a quaint mix of 60's era items was now distinctly more 70's in theme: Shades of orange and brown were everywhere and what had once been modern wood was now garish plastic. Come to think of it, Natasha had been sure her surroundings were all black and white before...
Alarmed by these unexpected changes Natasha finally alighted from the stairs to be greeted by Wanda, her beautiful redhead lover presenting Natasha with a glass of wine:
"Are you hungry??"
"Not exactly," Natasha murmured, bemused by Wanda's latest 70's style outfit whilst secretly enjoying her loose top and short denim skirt:
"Remember I had eggs for lunch..."
"Oh I am so sorry about that!" Wanda exclaimed, leading the redhead over to the new sofa:
"Agnes can be very... hands on but she means well! And I so wanted to impress Dottie and the Planning Committee."
"Why??"
Ignoring her, Wanda pushed Natasha down onto the seat before following; insisting that they curl up together on the couch. Exhausted, Natasha allowed herself a moment to relax, taking a deep sip from her drink. Today had been such a whirlwind, it was nice to have a quiet moment of intimacy with the woman she cared about:
"Finally we're alone!' Wanda murmured softly; embracing the redhead, "I missed you..."
Leaning in the two Avengers nuzzled lovingly, mouths sealing together as the women regained the familiarity that had been lost from their relationship.
Making out for several minutes Wanda and Natasha soon lost track of time, tongues tangling as they squeezed together on the couch. For Wanda everything was perfect; Natasha was finally with her and they were safe! Enjoying their kiss Wanda smiled into the redhead's open mouth; she even tasted the same!
Finally losing her breath however Natasha was less certain; confused by these strange circumstances. Breaking their lips apart, Wanda was hungry for more, but Natasha held the girl at bay. Gazing into her eyes adoringly however, Natasha allowed her lover to massage her sore belly, deciding it was time to address the elephant in the room:
"Wanda..."
"Yes my love?"
"Is this... real??"
Brow knitting with concern Wanda pulled away slightly:
"Of course it is! I've wanted to be with you for so long!" Squeezing Natasha urgently, Wanda continued on resiliently:
"And now you're here in my arms..."
Holding the anxious girl close, Natasha questioned her more carefully:
"But I can't remember anything before Westview..."
Shifting on the seat, Wanda struggled to meet her lover's eyes. Finally connecting, the Witch realised she had no choice but to edit this moment:
Green eyes flashing bright red, the scene reversed 30 seconds; the room flickering as Wanda changed the scenario entirely.
Shimmering in her seat for a moment Natasha's expression went from suspicious to blank. Then as the scene finally settled the redhead's eyes lit up with love once more:
"And are my boobs bigger??"
Laugh-track sputtering into action, Wanda smiled guiltily:
"Nooo..."
Glancing down at the redhead's chest, Wanda eyed the orange soul stone necklace still slung around the Avenger's neck, before moving onto her chest:
"Seriously do they look bigger to you??"
"Uhh what??"
Shifting her forearms Natasha pressed her firm globes together; the redhead arching her back to present her breasts even better to the watching Witch:
"Bigger?..." Attempting to downplay this change in stature, Wanda responded innocently whilst secretly enjoying the redhead's earnest questioning:
"Oh come on!" Natasha exclaimed: "Look at them!"
Bouncing a little in her seat, Wanda's eyes followed the redhead's sumptuous flesh as she jiggled:
"Well they feel huge to me!!"
Tugging her tank top up and over her shoulders, Wanda practically salivated as Natasha's breasts bounced free; now only held back by a straining black bra, the redhead's flesh practically oozing from the lacy fabric:
"Well I suppose I could take a closer look..." Wanda murmured; hypnotised by this erotic display.
'Oooohhh...'
Ignoring the less than subtle audience reaction, Wanda allowed herself to indulge in this new fantasy. Grasping the Witch's head, Natasha pulled the redhead into her bosom, resting her lover's forehead under her chin.
Comfortable in this alluring cocoon, Wanda pressed her cheek against that pillowy chest. With all of the anxiety and grief of the last few months it was nice to feel protected like she had as a child; before the Blip, the Avengers and the destruction of all she had known. Rocking gently, Wanda nestled her face in Natasha's bosom, the warmth of her soft flesh enveloping her narrow face.
Natasha cooed as Wanda buried herself between her breasts. Allowing for the girl's gradual regression, Natasha calmly tugged a lacy strap down from her shoulder, unclasping her plump chest. Lifting her breast to Wanda's lips, the younger redhead accepted it gratefully.
Pausing however, Wanda wrestled with this latest fantasy; could she really keep pretending this was real?? Not waiting for her to make up her mind, Natasha nudged the girl's face forward, pressing her mouth against an engorged pink bud.
Natasha sighed as her lover finally wrapped those soft pink lips around her plump nipple; why had she been so worried before?? This was bliss!! Starting with a gentle suckle, Wanda closed her eyes as she submitted to this shameful fantasy, mouth lingering on Natasha's newly oversized teet:
"Mmmm... that feels so good..."
Taking the nipple between pursed lips Wanda sucked; amazed something so firm could also be so sensitive as it hardened in her mouth. Running her tongue slowly around a clearly defined areola, Wanda noted the boundary between smooth flesh and surprisingly heavy dimples. Natasha finding this luxurious treatment to her liking, Wanda felt the redhead fully relax for the first time that night; allowing the former Avenger to finally just enjoy her new life:
"Ohhh I've missed you..."
Wanda felt a momentary swelling of pride and yet the words seemed false... the voice too nasally... Before she could question this reality however Natasha coaxed the Witch to move on to her other breast.
Natasha gave a deep sigh of approval, arching her back to meet Wanda's slurping lips. Twisting together in this loving embrace, both women lost themselves in this growing oral fixation.
"Nnngh -baby that's so good!"
Losing her composure Natasha sank into the couch as Wanda sucked on her breast. Deep voice wavering as Wanda lathered her pale skin with divine attention, she allowed herself a few breathy exhales as the redhead latched on, nursing like a hungry child.
Stroking red hair, Natasha cradled Wanda as she took her swollen bud deeper into her mouth, tongue swirling around her pulsating point whilst the brunette suppressed another ecstatic moan. Determined to please her lover, the Witch only intensified her loving ministrations.
Determined to lose herself in this impossible embrace Wanda let her hands glide around Natasha's curves; still licking the Avenger's nipple as she slid her hands upward she cupped the legendary Spy's plump chest, forcing a guttural cry of pleasure from the brunette's lips as she fondled her thick flesh:
"Ohhh Fudge..."
Unaccustomed to Natasha using such euphemistic language, Wanda peeled away momentarily to the other woman in the eye:
"What did you say -mmph?!"
Suppressing the question Natasha grasped the girl's head and pull her back down to her breast, Wanda preceding to tweak an engorged nipple with her tongue, her stretched out mouth threatening to swallow her entire breast. Nipping at those thick pink buds, the increasing force of the licking and sucking forced Natasha to overreact, the woman's hair flickering between red and brown.
Entranced Wanda ignored the signs; when else would she get to indulge a fantasy like this? Engulfing her entire head between those magnificent boobs, Wanda lustfully motor-boated her lover; relishing in all the intimacy she had been denied.
Finally coming up for air, Wanda gasped for breath, her eyes wide and exhilarated. Looking up at Natasha however, the gaze that met hers was not familiar:
A strange nerdy, but beautiful brunette staring back at her momentarily, Wanda flinched, casting her gaze aside. Finally glancing back, Wanda was relieved when Natasha returned, her lost lover staring back at her with genuine concern:
