[Loki's the first one to touch her like this - for all of Pietro's constant flirting, the twins had few strong bonds beyond each other. Survival was always at the forefront of Wanda's mind and she simply never had time or inclination to seek out a relationship. Later, she'd tell herself; when Sokovia was free and they were safe again there would be time for romantic pursuits.
Sokovia is neither free nor safe, but she's since latched on to Loki and this only feels like a natural progression of her feelings for him. Wanda continues to sing his praises, sighing and moaning as his mouth works magic at her breast. It's so good she curls forward in pleasure, kissing Loki's forehead and hair wherever she can reach.
Her desire's steadily mounting, anticipation fluttering in her stomach as he leaves her breasts to travel further down. The goosebumps and light shivers of pleasure follow as he maps out her body and she draws in a sharp inhale when his fingers finally reach her core. He'll find her very wet and throbbing for him already, as if the way she doubles over and clings to him for dear life wasn't proof enough of her approval.
It feels amazing, but it's very one-sided and half of Wanda's ensuing whimper is in frustration that she can't reciprocate. Or can't she? Focus is suddenly hazy, but she can summon enough power to whisper over his scalp and back in tingly trails. Give her some credit here, her knees feel like jello and just staying standing is a small feat.]
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Sokovia is neither free nor safe, but she's since latched on to Loki and this only feels like a natural progression of her feelings for him. Wanda continues to sing his praises, sighing and moaning as his mouth works magic at her breast. It's so good she curls forward in pleasure, kissing Loki's forehead and hair wherever she can reach.
Her desire's steadily mounting, anticipation fluttering in her stomach as he leaves her breasts to travel further down. The goosebumps and light shivers of pleasure follow as he maps out her body and she draws in a sharp inhale when his fingers finally reach her core. He'll find her very wet and throbbing for him already, as if the way she doubles over and clings to him for dear life wasn't proof enough of her approval.
It feels amazing, but it's very one-sided and half of Wanda's ensuing whimper is in frustration that she can't reciprocate. Or can't she? Focus is suddenly hazy, but she can summon enough power to whisper over his scalp and back in tingly trails. Give her some credit here, her knees feel like jello and just staying standing is a small feat.]