Sapphic

The next day Wanda found herself sitting at a table in the chow hall with Clint, Bruce, Brian and a few random omegas. There was casual conversation flying around, but nobody was particularly invested especially Wanda who once again found her mind wandering to thoughts of Madeline. She could have sworn she could smell the woman's delicious flowery smell, it made her ache.

She was pulled out of her thoughts by a whimper at the end of the table. Everyone looked over to see a small blonde-haired blue-eyed omega being propositioned by a large alpha who was pretty clearly going into a rut soon. She felt a wave of pity for the small girl who couldn't be any older than twenty. The Sokovian girl wrinkled her nose in disgust as the alpha tried to convince the omega to rut with him. His pheromones were coming off him in waves and it smelled awful.

Wanda noticed the betas at the table trying to figure out how to help the omega and noticed several alphas stand up to come defend the omega. The sound of heavy footsteps echoed throughout the cafeteria and the smell of a pissed alpha overwhelmed the room causing everyone to stiffen and stop dead in their tracks.

The dainty Sokovian  inhaled deeply and realized she hadn't been imagining it before, Madeline was here somewhere. She tried to look around without being obvious and resisted the urge to squeal as she spotted the alpha female. Her stomach did a flip as she realized the alpha was storming in her direction but was looking past her, eyes dark. Wanda turned to see what she was staring at and realized that Madeline was about to destroy the guy hitting on the poor omega.

“Hey, shrimp dick.” She called to him as she drew nearer.

Wanda swallowed thickly and crossed her legs as the alphas anger had some startling and somewhat worrying effects on her. She looked the woman up and down several times, taking in everything she could. The woman had her long black hair down her back and Wanda found herself imagining how soft it was. She wore a black tank top that showcased the tattoos that covered her torso, one, in particular, catching Wanda's eye. It appeared to be a woman cutting her chest open with a ghastly figure spilling out of the wound, it was surrounded by script that said ‘I'll fight it off I'll push it out.'

She imagined laying naked with the alpha and tracing all of her tattoos. She wanted to know what they all meant and see just how much of her was covered in tattoos. All too quickly the telekinetic girl was brought out of her daydream by the situation in front of her.

“You have a problem, bitch?” The male hissed at the smaller alpha woman.

“I have a problem with alphas trying to force omegas into things they aren't comfortable with.” She growled as she stepped right up to the man. “Sweetheart,” She started softly turning to look at the omega, “Do you want to go back to his room with him?”

The omega froze for a minute before shaking her head and shrinking away from the alpha male.

“There's your answer.”

“Mind your own business.” He said lowly as he reached out to grab the retreating omegas arm.

Everyone watched as Madeline snapped, her eyes going fully black as a snarl ripped from her throat.  “Don't you dare fucking touch her.” Her hand shot out and grabbed the man's arm before he could get hold of the omega. Her grip tightened on his forearm, her nails digging into his arm harshly enough to draw blood.

“No means no.” She barked.

“Get the fuck off me.” The alpha growled as he went to rip his arm away from Madeline's grasp. “Let's go.” He ordered at the omega.

Madeline stepped between the alpha and the omega and turned to shoot Wanda look. Typically Wanda was able to avoid hearing people's thoughts, but the dark haired woman's words echoed in her head ‘Take her.'

She nodded and reached out to the other omega through her abilities. ‘Come here.’

The omega looked at her with fear in her eyes, but Wanda could tell it wasn't aimed at her,  more so the alpha male. The small girl scurried over to Wanda and hid in the older girl's arms.

“Get over here.” He roared at the omega as he tried to shove his way past Madeline to get to her.

“Go back to your room.” Madeline commanded, her voice loud and steady, the voice of an alpha who was not to be fucked with.

His gaze turned back to the woman in front of him, his eyes narrowed as he bared his teeth at her and went to knock her out of the way. Either this man had a death wish or his rut was seriously messing with his brain functions.

Wanda watched with wide eyes as Madeline grabbed the man's arm and twisted it behind him before shoving him face first into the nearest wall using her other hand to hold his head against the brick.

“You're gonna go back to your room and spend your rut alone. When it's over you're going to apologize to that sweet little omega and then you're never going to see her again. Do you understand?” She used the same commanding tone as before, calm and strong.

“Fuck you, bitch.” He spat at her as he struggled to get out of her hold

“I'm sorry, what?” She asked lowly as the hand on his arm started to glow orange. A sickening scent hit Wanda's nose and she recoiled like she had been slapped. She looked around for the scent before she realized it was coming from the fighting alphas in front of her. Her eyes widened in horror as she realized Madeline's hand was on fire and she was burning the alpha's arm.

He let out a howl of pain and started to struggle more fiercely, but the tattooed woman held strong and kept him in place. She leaned forward and repeated slowly “Do you understand?”

Instead of answering he continued struggling to escape. In annoyance Madeline smacked his head against the wall, causing blood to start dripping from his hairline.

“Yes!” He finally whimpered. “I'll never bother her again.”

“Or any other omega.”

“Or any other omega.” He echoed in promise.

Wanda watched as the alphas orange hand turned an icy blue and let out a disgusting sizzle as it came into contact with the burnt flesh. After another second of holding the man to the wall, Madeline tossed him to the side causing him to land in a heap in the middle of the cafeteria.

“Leave.” She ordered with a low snarl ripping out of her.

The man stumbled to his feet and fled the room as fast as he possibly could.

The omega watched as Madeline slowly turned around her chest heaving as she tried to get her breathing under control. A warmth flooded Wanda's body as she took in the sight of an incredibly annoyed Madeline causing her to nearly forget the girl that was sitting on her lap huddling into her chest.

Madeline slowly walked towards Wanda and the other omega causing Wanda's heartbeat to pick up. The alpha female crouched in front of the two girls and tapped the smaller omegas arm. “Hey, what's your name?” She asked, her voice soft, but commanding.

The angelic looking omega turned to stare at the alpha with her wide blue eyes. “Iris.” She answered softly.

“Iris, would you like me to walk you back to your room?”

“Please?”

Madeline held a hand out as Iris slowly climbed off of Wanda's lap. “Thank you, Wanda.” The alpha said with a soft smile at Wanda.

“Thank you, Wanda.” Iris echoed, peaking out from where she had hidden somewhat behind Madeline.

“Of course.” Wanda said with pink cheeks. She was basking in the praise from Madeline and she felt the strong urge to do anything to earn more praise.

Dirty images of her on her knees in front of Madeline ran through her head as the warmth flushed through her body again. She imagined the Alphas hands tangled in her hair and her head between the alphas legs, praises pouring from her lips. Her core ached as the dirty thoughts ran rampant in her head. Then, it hit Wanda. She had started her heat despite not being due for another month. Her cheeks turned a darker shade of pink as she locked eyes with Madeline.

The alpha stiffened and widened her eyes as she took in the flushed omega sitting before her. The Sokovian girl's pupils were blown and her arousal was clear to smell.

"Clint, perhaps you should take Wanda back to her room." The alpha suggested to the beta, her voice strained as she wrinkled her nose at the aroma wafting off of the omega.

Madeline gave Wanda a curt nod before walking off with Iris.

Wanda wished she could just disappear.

Madeline ended up having to carry Iris most of the way back to her room because the omega was crying so hard.

The way the facility was laid out was that the ground floor housed most of the offices with the staff cafeteria being at the back middle of the building with two gyms on either side of it, the second floor housed the omega and betas and a gym, the third floor had several training rooms and in the very middle of the floor was the resident cafeteria, the fourth floor housed the alphas and their gym, the underground floors had the labs and medical bays. Each residential floor had a large common room that had a kitchen, a living room, and a dining room. All of the omegas had apartments with kitchens so when they went into heat they didn’t have to risk leaving their rooms. Most of the betas and alphas that were full-time residents had apartments with kitchens but not all of them.

The alpha got some odd stares as she carried the sobbing omega back to her apartment on the second floor. Though, she hardly noticed the stares or even the crying girl, her thoughts too preoccupied with the omega that had gone into heat earlier.

Once she set the omega up in her apartment and instructed some other omegas to keep an eye on her she moved to the fourth-floor gym to blow off some steam. As she pummeled the God-bag, a specialized punching bag Stark had made to keep Thor, Bucky, and Steve from destroying ordinary punching bags, Clint slipped into the gym and plopped himself on the floor beside her. She threw punch after punch and barely noticed her fists start to glow orange, causing the wraps on her hands to burn away and fall to the ground in ash piles.

The beta watched with an amused smile on his face as the soft glow on the woman’s hands became large flames licking their way up her arms. “Is that bag fireproof?” He asked with a smirk.

“What?” Madeline asked, glancing over at the beta with confusion in her voice and written clearly on her face.

Clint motioned to her hands causing her to stop what she was doing and blink down at her flaming hands.

“Oh.”

“You okay?”

“Fine.”

“That’s why you’re on fire right? Because you’re fine?”

“Yep.”

“Has nothing to do with what happened in the cafeteria earlier?” Clint pressed.

“I don’t care that Wanda went into heat.” She growled, her eyes narrowing.

“I meant the alpha. I never mentioned Wanda.” He said with a smug smile on his face.

“Fuckin spies.” She grunted under her breath before storming out of the gym to go bandage her bloody knuckles up in her room.