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Chapter Fifteen

By darthelwig

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Vision sat across the table from Wanda during the meeting, completely unable to focus. This wasn't the first time he’d had this particular problem, and always because of his beautiful, absolutely maddening lover.

His eyes kept drifting to Wanda’s hands, to her slim, delicate fingers that had been wrapped around his erection just scant minutes before the meeting began. Her lips were just as distracting, lips that had whispered obscene promises as she leaned in to tease him with a kiss. Wanda had a definite way with words. She could make even the most filthy phrases seem utterly erotic, or maybe that was simply due to his deep attraction and love for her. Whatever the reason, she could be as crude as she wanted, and he would still find himself immediately aroused.

Painfully aroused, at this point. His erection had been pressing insistently against his pants throughout he entire meeting so far, and showed no sign of going away anytime soon. Not without Wanda fulfilling her promises first. Actively thinking about it only made his situation worse.

Wanda’s focus was on Steve as he gave his speech, but she brushed her fingers absently over her lips, drawing Vision’s attention to them. Her tongue darted out to moisten her chapped bottom lip, and he felt his cock twitch in his pants. He could feel Wanda’s eyes on him now, and he risked meeting her gaze. She showed no outward sign of her desire, not even a bit of a smirk to betray herself, but he knew what she was thinking. His temptress wanted to play.

She turned back to Steve, giving him what appeared to be her full attention, but she began to casually toy with the low neckline of her shirt, dragging her fingers along the edge. Vision had to force himself not to openly stare. He looked at Captain Rogers, who seemed oblivious to his inattention. Vision knew he really should be listening to his team leader, but he couldn't stop thinking about Wanda’s soft skin and sweet lips. He wanted her with a ferocity he'd never felt before, with a savagery that made him very tempted to haul her out of her chair, bend her over the table, and fuck her violently in full view of the entire team. She would love it.

What the hell was he thinking? He was going to get them both in a world of trouble.

Vision turned his mind to Captain Rogers’ speech, though it took every bit of his willpower. He was only beginning to follow what was being said when he felt Wanda’s fingers caress the back of his neck. His eyes went wide, and he looked over at her quickly, discovering her heated gaze fixed on him. His minx did not like being ignored, and he could see determination and a hint of annoyance in her eyes.

Eternally thankful that everyone else was busy discussing tactics with Captain Rogers now, Vision closed his eyes and braced himself.

Wanda was mentally caressing his shoulders, running her hands up and down his arms in slow repetition. He could feel the warmth of her skin through his clothes, her breath on his neck as she leaned over him from behind to drag her hands over his torso. He could hear her soft sigh of appreciation as she explored his body.

He loved this. He wanted it to continue. He wanted the pleasure to never end. He wanted her right now, more than anything. God, he needed it to stop.

He felt her hands sliding over his thighs as she settled between his knees and lowered her mouth over his cock. The burst of sensation was intense, overwhelming. He could feel the heat and wetness of her, the delicious slide of her tongue against his skin, and the tightness of her throat that threatened to undo him. Against his will, his fingers clenched into tight fists in an effort to control his suddenly raging need.

Vision opened his eyes to see Ms. Romanoff was arguing with Captain Rogers now, and Sam was trying to mediate while Clint looked on in amusement. Rhodey looked completely fed up, but watched the argument with a patience that spoke of his years of experience with the bureaucratic process. This was good. No one had noticed his preoccupation. No one noticed the tension of his body.

Except for Wanda. He risked a glance at her, and discovered her watching him, fingers toying with the pendant that hung between her breasts. He tried to send her a mental caress of his own, but she shook her head and smirked, and instead he felt her touch strengthen. He had no words to describe the way it felt to have her sucking his cock while she watched him with knowing eyes from across the table.

He was dying a slow, blissful death. It was so good it hurt.

His pants were too tight around his straining cock. He wished he could free his erection, wrap his fingers around it and jerk himself off onto Wanda’s face, feed it to her for real, and watch her head bobbing in his lap. So many things he wanted to do to her, so many ways to bring them both pleasure.

He closed his eyes as he felt her change tactics. She licked the insides of his thighs, nibbled the sensitive flesh. She worked her way to his testicles, and she rolled them in her mouth before dragging her tongue along the underside of his cock. A swirl of her tongue over the head, and he was back in her mouth as she took him deep, all the way to the base. She held him there for a few seconds, swallowing around him and making him crazy. It was all he could do not to thrust his hips up in reaction to her.

She pulled off him completely before repeating her assault on his senses. He lasted only a few more minutes before he was completely overwhelmed. The orgasm wasn't a gradual thing. He exploded. It was by the skin of his teeth he managed to limit the physical manifestation of it to a rough exhalation and fingers clenched so hard into the arms of his chair that he crushed them a bit.

He sat stunned, unable to believe how hard she'd just gotten him off in a room full of their teammates, and amazed that said teammates hadn't noticed a thing. They were still arguing, though it looked like they were finally winding down. Vision sucked in air, trying to collect himself. He looked over at Wanda, who had a self satisfied little grin on her face. Her eyes were still alight with mischief, and he couldn't help but return her smile.

He was going to give his little minx the most delicious punishment later. He could hardly wait.
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