The Color Of You

Chapter 11

But to your disappointment or perhaps relief Wanda gracefully stepped back, extinguishing the tension that had felt like a roaring fire. Yet, the embers persisted, smoldering quietly beneath the surface. Wanda flashed you an indulging smile that made your heart skipping a beat while beckoning you closer. You eagerly took her hand, enjoying the contrast between the cool rings on her fingers against the flushed heat of your skin. You had always admired her slender and elegant fingers, but now adorned with beautiful rings of various shapes, they seemed to ignite a fire in your belly.

Looking up at her once more, you couldn't help but compare her to Natasha. Natasha exuded a unique beauty, with an edge to her demeanor—perhaps it was her deep raspy voice and assertive stride through life that made her seem larger than life. She was like a powerful wind capable of either bringing you to your knees or lifting you to incredible heights. On the other hand, Wanda embodied the qualities of water—fluid and graceful in her movements, strong and soft, kind and gentle. Yet, beneath that calm exterior, you sensed a strength that could bring mountains to their knees.

The difference between them was apparent, and you understood why they complemented each other so well. Separately, they were formidable, but together, they were terrifyingly magnificent. The idea was intimidating, yet you couldn't shake the need to be chosen by them. You wanted them to yearn for you as much as you yearned for them.

As Wanda led you downstairs, you found yourself lost in thought until Natasha pulled you closer. Her presence snapped you out of your reverie once again, and you couldn't help but be struck by how stunning she looked. Dressed in black pants that hugged her curves wonderfully paired with a green silk shirt tucked inside, Natasha looked nothing short of captivating. She had matched her outfit beautiful jewelry, and you couldn't help but let your eyes feast on the thick neckless that adored her neck, and the open buttons that offered a peak of her cleavage. Her makeup only added to the dramatic flair, with winged eyeliner and smokey eyeshadow that made her eyes shine like a dark ocean. Tonight, she was undeniably hot.

You found it endearing that they had color-matched for the evening, and you struggled with finding the right words to compliment her look. You cursed silently and frowned at the door when the bell stole the attention as it signaled the arrival of the first guests. Natasha squeezed your arm softly and brushed your cheek with a soft kiss before moving towards the foyer.

Your breath stuttered as your eyes followed her in disbelief, your cheek tingling, and a part of you wanted to rush after her and beg her to do it again. Wanda chuckled softly as your fingers caressed the spot Natasha had kissed, and you dropped your hand quickly as you squirmed next to her.

"Why so shy?" Wanda asked softly as she pushed the strand left out of your updo to the side.

"I-I didn't expect that," you admitted as you met her eyes.

"Well, I'm not surprised when you're being this cute," Wanda cooed as she cupped your cheeks, and you felt yourself blush as she left small kisses on your cheeks.

Your heart was racing as her lips traveled over your cheeks, closer and closer to your mouth. You were relieved she was holding on to you; otherwise, you had most likely turned into a pile of goo on the floor.

"Let's go greet our guest." Wanda breathed softly against your cheek when she left one last lingering kiss close to your mouth.

"Oh o-okay.." You stuttered as you let her drag you towards the door.

You couldn't believe what had just happened, your cheeks were tingling and your stomach fluttered as you tried to compose yourself. You had a hard time deciding were to look as your eyes kept flickering between Natasha and Wanda.