Night had fallen, and the lights of Manhattan twinkled outside the window.
In a luxury apartment, it was so quiet that only the faint sound of the air being blown could be heard.
It was exactly 10 PM.
Soft, hesitant footsteps echoed down the corridor.
Wanda stood in front of Luca's bedroom door, her hands tightly clasped together, her palms sweaty.
Tonight, she wore a dark purple silk camisole nightgown.
This outfit was specially delivered to Pepper by her stylist that afternoon, ostensibly as an evening uniform for a senior assistant at Stark Industries.
But Wanda knew perfectly well that this was not a uniform at all.
The pajamas were made of very little fabric, the thin straps looked like they might slip off at any moment, the deep V-neck could not hide her impressive figure at all, and the skirt was so short that it did not cover the top of her thighs.
The silky fabric clung to her skin, perfectly outlining her youthful, energetic, and voluptuous figure.
She could feel the chill of the wind hitting her skin.
Fuck! This is even more embarrassing than not wearing anything at all!
Wanda bit her full lower lip, her mind a complete mess.
The images of the energy merging kept replaying in my mind.
The feeling of being touched deep within her soul, along with Luca's aura, left her restless all day.
She took a deep breath, finally mustered her courage, and knocked twice on the door.
"The door's unlocked, come in."
Luca's languid voice came from inside the door.
Wanda pushed open the door and cautiously walked in.
The room was dark, with only a few dim ambient lights casting a warm glow.
Luca, dressed in a black bathrobe, sat imposingly on the sofa.
Holding a glass of red wine, his gaze locked onto Wanda the moment she entered the room.
Wanda felt weak all over from being stared at, and her legs almost wouldn't obey her commands.
"Why... why are you looking at me like that?" Wanda stammered, her face flushed.
"I'm admiring my personal power bank."
Luca put down his glass and patted the side beside him.
"Come here, sit here."
Wanda swallowed hard, then obediently walked over and sat down next to Luca.
As soon as she sat down, Luca's large hand naturally wrapped around her slender waist.
The astonishing heat penetrated through the thin fabric, causing Wanda's body to shudder violently.
"Let's begin, little witch."
Luca closed his eyes, took Wanda's hand, and they intertwined their fingers.
Wanda closed her eyes, cleared her mind of all distractions, and began to activate her Chaos Magic.
Buzz!
The red energy flowed slowly from their palms into Luca's body.
A strange feeling washed over me again.
The two energies resonated immediately upon contact.
Wanda felt as if she were once again drawn into Luca's vast, ocean-like life force.
But Luca has other plans for tonight.
After feeling the magical energy surging into his body.
A large portion was directly separated and silently guided by the senses to a specially made safe in the corner of the room.
Inside the safe was a transparent container filled with fragments of Aruru.
The Chaos Magic penetrated the safe and directly injected into the black substance.
Sizzle!
The substance, which had been lying quietly at the bottom of the container, became excited the moment it came into contact with the Chaos Magic.
It started wriggling wildly!!
This Symbiote is itself a parasite with an extreme thirst for energy.
Chaos Magic, an energy capable of altering reality, is the perfect catalyst for its evolution.
The black substance began to expand.
The fragment, originally only the size of a fingernail, rapidly increased in size after absorbing a large amount of magical energy.
Its color became deeper, a pure black with a subtle interplay of dark red and deep blue light.
Click!
Cracks have appeared on the surface of the container.
Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled thud.
The container shattered, and the safe was corroded by the black substance!
What was that sound?
Wanda noticed the movement and suddenly opened her eyes.
The next second, she screamed in terror.
A huge mass of black fluid, as if it were alive, flowed out of the safe.
It transformed into a black lightning bolt in mid-air and pounced directly at Luca on the sofa!
" Luca! Watch out!"
Wanda tried to stand in front of Luca, her hands already glowing with a scarlet light.
But Luca simply smiled and reached out to press down on Wanda's wrist.
"Don't be nervous, these are my new clothes."
The moment the words left his mouth, the black substance had already climbed onto his body.
The black substance melted instantly and spread rapidly along Luca's skin.
After swallowing the white bathrobe, it covered Luca's entire body in a mere second.
Buzz!
A set of pure black bio-armor appeared on Luca's body.
The suit has a matte finish and no unnecessary seams.
Dark red magic patterns were faintly visible on his chest.
This is no longer the ugly monster form of Aruru.
Instead, it suits Luca's body proportions, exuding a violent aesthetic and a sense of oppression.
Luca stood up and stretched his wrists.
The cracking sound of bones popping echoed in the room.
He could clearly sense that this armor not only possessed strong defensive capabilities.
Moreover, because it absorbed Chaos Magic, the suit itself already possesses extremely strong magic resistance!
Most importantly, this suit is completely connected to his nerves, like a layer of skin that grows out of his body.
"This feels great."
Luca lowered his head, looking at the dumbfounded Wanda.
At this moment, Wanda looked up at the scene that resembled the arrival of a demon god.
A black battle suit, a powerful physique, and Luca's captivating smile.
All of this has a fatal attraction for a young girl just beginning to experience romantic feelings.
Wanda's heart was beating faster and faster.
She found that she wasn't afraid of Luca at all; on the contrary, she had a strange feeling.
The opponent is too powerful.
So powerful that it can shield her from all the storms of life.
Is it pretty?
Luca walked up to Wanda and looked down at her.
"It's... beautiful." Wanda blushed, her voice barely audible.
With a thought, Luca's battle suit retracted into his body, disappearing beneath his skin.
Just now, he had learned all the functions of the suit.
The suit is incredibly strong, ridiculously strong.
But now, he plans to do some serious business first, and then go and study the suit with Tony tomorrow.
Without the cover of his bathrobe, Luca's muscular physique was fully exposed.
Wanda was so frightened that she quickly covered her eyes, but her fingers were still wide open.
"Charging is complete, little witch."
Luca bent down and scooped Wanda up from the sofa.
"Ah! What are you doing!"
Wanda gasped and quickly wrapped her arms around Luca's neck.
What are you doing?
"As a capitalist, of course I have to collect interest from you tonight."
He threw Wanda onto the bed and pressed his tall body directly onto her.
The meager amount of pajamas instantly became disheveled under Luca's movements.
Large swathes of pure white were exposed under the dim light.
" Luca... no... I'm not ready yet..."
Wanda gave Luca a token push, but it wasn't even enough to tickle him.
Her breathing was erratic, her eyes were glazed, and her red lips were slightly parted.
No preparation is needed.
Luca lowered his head and kissed him.
Domineering, assertive, and brooking no refusal.
Wanda's mind went blank.
Resistance turned into an embrace.
His hands involuntarily climbed onto Luca's broad back, feeling the steel-hard muscles.
The temperature in the room rose sharply.
The pajamas were ruthlessly torn to shreds and thrown onto the carpet.
As Superman enhanced by Super-Soldier Serum, Luca possesses limitless physical strength.
While Wanda possesses Chaos Magic, physically she is still just an ordinary girl.
When the real storm arrived, Wanda finally experienced what it meant to experience the joy of despair.
"It hurts... Luca... be gentle..."
Tears streamed down Wanda's face. This was her first time.
But Luca didn't stop.
"Bear with it, it'll be over soon."
Men's words are always lies.
It wasn't fast at all.
The night was long, and only the wondrous symphony remained in the room.
Our Scarlet Witch felt like a small boat on a vast ocean, tossed high into the air by raging storms and waves, only to be slammed into the abyss.
She could only cling tightly to the man in front of her.
He allowed the other party to lead him through wave after wave of peaks of despair.
I don't know how much time passed, until a faint light of dawn appeared outside the window.
Wanda had already fainted, her face flushed with a tired but satisfied blush, and tear tracks still clung to the corners of her eyes.
Luca, however, remained in high spirits.
He leaned against the headboard, stroked Wanda's long hair, and smiled slightly.
"The little witch needs to work on her stamina more."