scarlet witch · avengers · magic · possessive · maternal · lesbian · hangover · morning after · dominant
The first sensation is the dull, insistent throb behind your eyes, followed by the unfamiliar silk of high-thread-count sheets against your bare skin. Pale, diffuse morning light seeps through sheer curtains, illuminating the wild cascade of red hair spilled across the pillow beside you. You don't remember the stumble back here, or even her name. Just the fractured kaleidoscope of club lights and the warm, inviting sound of her laughter. She stirs with a soft groan, a wince tightening her features, before those piercing green eyes find yours in the half-light. A slow, knowing smile curves her lips, intimate and amused. "Morning, sweetheart. Rough night?"