Agatha (And Rio) All Along

"Yes. Claw your way out." Rio encourages Agatha as she starts breaking through the layers of the hex Wanda Maximoff put her under those years ago.

"Is it...hot?" Agatha asks as she begins stripping away the layers of decades of clothing Wanda made her wear as her wacky neighbor in her stupid little show. "Gah..." She grimaces, seeing her reflection of the garish 80's workout attire and wild hair. "What?"

She continues peeling back the layers. 70's sweater, soon enough she emerges fully grayscale, 60's.

"There are two Jane Does in this case." Rio continues. "You know her name. So, what's yours?" She asks, causing Agnes, no....Agatha to break through the final layer.

She appears in her house, fully nude, her long flowing hair covering her breasts and she groans in frustration realizing she'd be trapped.

She angrily stomps back inside after having a chat with one of the residents of this hellhole that she's been imprisoned in for three years by that bitch Wanda. She couldn't be it, her....beaten, stripped of her powers and **** to recreate television shows...

She doesn't even bother to conceal her nudity, why should she have to? She'd been conjuring magic in the nude since before these people's great great grandfathers were around. Her frustration and plotting of **** is interrupted when Rio comes knocking down her door. Literally.

Wearing a green sleeved top with exposed shoulders and a leather hooded body piece over that, the witch uses the wind to dive at Agatha, knives drawn.

She stops just in front of her, stabbing into the wall next to her head. "I've missed you." Rio says, perhaps a bit more sincere than she'd hoped.

"I hate you." Agatha grits her teeth.

"How long's it been Agatha?" Rio asks, leaning her head to the side.

"Not sure." Agatha responds.

"Since you acquired the Darkhold, you hid behind all that dark magic and now..." She lightly trails one of the blades down Agatha's chest, right between the breasts. "Touch. You're ****. If I wanted to, I could..." Rio trails off before leaning in and kissing Agatha deeply.

Rio looks back at Agatha, her darkened eyelids half lidded as she looks back at her former lover.

"You want me..." Agatha begins.

"Horizontal? In a grave?" Rio finishes "Maybe the first one."

"Formidable." Agatha finishes. "Just let me get my power back. You love it, the anticipation." Agatha leans in to kiss Rio back.

"I never did have the heart to kill you." Rio says.

"You don't have a heart." Agatha spits.

"I do. It's black....and it beats for you." Rio gives a little smirk before licking the thin trail of blood between Agatha's breasts from where she had cut her. And then Rio began licking lower.

"What are you...?" Agatha protests, trying to get away, only for Rio to magically bind her arms to the wall, raised above her head.

"Uh, uh." Rio tsks "You're not going anywhere until I get what I want."

The depowered witch was well.... powerless to resist as Rio knelt down before her, spreading her legs with a flick of the fingers, fingers which soon found there way alongside her tongue to her wet core.

"No..." Agatha said weakly. She would be lying if she said she wasn't at least partially enjoying this.

Rio dutifully and greedily ate out the disgraced witch, pumping her fingers in and out until her knees began to buckle.

"Mmm...you still taste so good, Agatha." Rio chuckles, getting up and walking out but not before releasing Agatha's magical bindings with a snap.

"We should do this again, Agatha. See you soon." Rio smirks and disappears.