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“I’ll probably complain anyway. Because you don’t have to repay anything. Not to me.” Wanda let Pietro completely control her motions, using her tongue to trace and stroke, sucking in tandem with the rhythm he set. She practically purred when he pulled on her hair, surprising even herself and moving her hands to rest on his thighs. Her thumbs rubbed his inner thighs softly as she let her eyes slip closed, listening to his moans and letting that drive her. When he started snapping his hips faster, he hit the back of her throat. She managed to steel her expression and let him continue, sucking harder.

Pietro could feel the back of Wanda’s throat with the tip of his cock and he groaned out loud, a little louder than he probably should have. “Fuck,” he murmured, trying to redeem his last outburst with something a little quieter. He could feel her throat muscles involuntarily contracting around him whenever he hit them and he pulled back a bit, not wanting to choke her. For not having ever done anything sexual before, Wanda was amazing at it. “I’m not hurting you, am I?” Pietro asked as he stopped for a moment, his grip on her hair loosening a bit so she could move her head on her own accord and answer him before he continued.

“You’ll never have to bear it because I will never be apart from you. I will always be with you. We are two pieces of one whole and to be apart would not be living.” She wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “I could never imagine a future where we are not exactly like this until the end of time.”

“I can’t think of anything I’d rather do.” She wrapped her arms around him, burying her face in his neck. “I’m so glad we can just stay like this all night now. And we don't have to worry about dad finding out or getting angry and separating us. We can do whatever we want and be as close as we want.” She kissed his neck before looking up at him. “Thank you for rescuing me. I’m sorry I didn’t leave with you in the beginning. I should have. We could have been happy for a lot longer.” She smiled, kissing his chin.

Wanda smiled. “I wouldn’t have a problem doing it for you, Pietro. You’ll just have to give me a bit of direction the first time, let me know what you’re expecting but I’m okay with it.” She kissed him, running a hand through his hair. “I’m open to try any of your fantasies.” 

She bit her lip thinking about exactly what she wanted. “I guess so. It doesn’t have to be that dynamic, but it does fit. I guess the way I’ve always pictured it, I was tied up in some way and you would do whatever you want to me, the only condition being that I couldn’t come. I don’t know what you’d want to do. You could use toys or fuck me or both. I like the idea of you coming multiple times from it too. Pushing it to the point it’s almost painful, almost too much to bear. I want to be desperate for it, to surpass just begging for it.” She let out a shaky breath. “I want you to make me long for it in a way that shows you’re the only one allowed to get me off. And once you think I’ve had enough, then I want you to make me come so hard I’ll still feel it days later.”

“I never stopped being in love with you, Pietro. and I never will.” She kissed him softly, resting her head against his and listened to his even breathing as he spoke.

“But we’re not human.” She laughed softly. “And what did father always teach us? We are better than human. We are evolved. We are mutant.” She kissed him. “I just wish I hadn’t caused so much pain. So much disaster. But at the end of the day, I wouldn’t trade you or the kids for the world. I want this. So badly do I want this. I would never take it back, I just feel guilty sometimes for being so happy after everything I did.”

This was true. If his sister had been mad, he certainly would have known. “I know…” he said, looking a bit sheepish as she cupped his face in her hands. “I walked away because I was scared I had ruined everything between us. You are my sole reason for living, Wanda. If I lost you, I couldn’t bear it…” Pietro felt so vulnerable in this moment. He absolutely hated it. “If I… if I told you the reason I kissed you was because I love you more than my heart could bear… would you let me kiss you again…?”

Wanda leaned in and kissed him, running her thumb over his jaw. “Pietro. You are my soul. We are connected from the start and no one will change that. Not even us. I love you so much and I will share everything you wish to share with you. You are safe with me and I will never leave you. You are home.” She ran her hand through his hair, kissing his forehead and smiling at him.

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“Wanda, this isn’t just about me,” he said with a reassuring smile. “I’ve always wanted the best for you and that hasn’t changed. But I promise you that I won’t leave again. I know that right now you cannot be certain of this… but trust me. I will never leave you again. For as long as I live.“ Pietro wasn’t trying to persuade Wanda out of anything… just wanted to reassure her. He knew it would be a long time before things went back to normal. He had already accepted that.

Pietro listened to his sister talk, moving to kiss her tears away and stroke her hair. “Wanda, that was not your fault. Mama knew that. She would never blame you for that.“ Wanda’s powers might have set the fire ablaze, but their mother never would know the wiser. And they had left after that, having been pursued by a mob. “We have known our share of hardship, sister. You more than anyone,” he murmured, pressing kisses around her face in a vain attempt to soothe her. He said nothing else for a while, just letting Wanda cry out her feelings. “I love you, Wanda. We cannot dwell on the past… it will only drive us mad.”

“I know you won’t, dear. It’s not that I think you’ll walk out and leave. I’m worried someone will take you from me again. But I’m gonna work on it. And then we’ll get back to where we were. Because that’s all I want. To be the happy family we were the day we brought our children home. We can get there, I know we can.” She smiled at him, squeezing his hand.

She listened to him, letting him do his best to calm her down. “I love you too, Pietro. More than I can fathom. Though I feel I’ve already gone mad. Like I have a while ago and it’s just all leading to this. There is so much I regret in life, so much I’ve done that I wish I could take back. But then I look at you, at our children and I know I wouldn’t trade it for the world. But doesn’t that mean I’m accepting my faults? All my failures? Because this family is all i’ve ever wanted, but I’ve done so much wrong that has ultimately led to this...”