Wanda knew how much Bucky’s nights could be difficult. Sometimes, they shared beds so that she could make it easier for me. It didn’t always work, but it was good. He needed sleep and while she felt a little bad to have disturb his sleep, he would feel better after a little wank. That was how Wanda saw it anyway. Steve still didn’t notice and Wanda smiled at the more relaxed version of her boyfriend. She continued her pumping and twisting for as long as he was hard. “So Bucky, I’ve been thinking we could match up our costumes. Like you as Mario and me as Peach. You as Prince Charming and me as Cinderella…”