summary: things take a steamy turn when a night of drinking games makes you jealous
a/n: this was a long time coming
warnings: smut 18+; wanda receiving, fucking outside, oral, fingering, brief nipple sucking, talk of sex, consumption of alcohol, jealous r, tiny mention of pregnancy, I’d that it? Who knows. Also not proof read cause I’m lazy
The summer warmth had dwindled. Replaced with the cool velvety blanket of the night. Embers from the fire pit jumped, creating sparks of light and heat that felt welcome against the goose bumps forming on your skin.
Wanda was sat between your legs. Back against the wooden log you were perched on. Her hair smelt like sea salt shampoo and barbecue smoke. Her skin slick with the excess sunscreen she applied earlier when the sun was at its highest.
There was gentle chatter amongst your friends. Work, kids, future plans all topics that were given attention. Though your mind was elsewhere. Hypnotized by the long licks of flame and the way your fingers were playing with the ring that sat pretty on Wanda’s finger.
You’d proposed a week earlier and Tony decided to use Pepper's impending due date, and the engagement as an excuse for one last hurrah before the baby arrived.
It was fun. Spending time with your friends always was. But there was something about the way the flames danced across Wanda’s exposed skin, casting her in shadows and gold. How she shivered everytime you bent down and whispered honeyed words in her ear. The thrum of alcohol coursing through you that made your body spark each time she pressed herself against you.
