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“Spent”

Chapter Twenty-Two

By darthelwig

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Vision ran his hands lightly up her arms to bury his fingers in her hair. She felt so right in his arms, across his lap, her warmth so close. He kissed her softly, her mouth open to his, and his tongue gently sweeping inside to taste her. Her lips were so soft against his, she was soft against him, and he was careful to touch her with all the care and love he possessed.

Nothing could compare to the feel of his lover wrapped safely in his embrace.

She sighed his name and tilted her head to offer her neck to his lips, and he wasted no time in trailing them over her silky skin, making her shiver. He flicked his tongue out to taste her, reveling in the way she gasped when he did so. She was always so responsive. Every movement, every sound that he caused her to make set him ablaze.

He slid his hand up her leg, under the oversized T-shirt she slept in, palm gliding over the smoothness of her until his fingers met the lacy edge of her panties. His fingers traced along the hem, back and forth to tease them both, before dipping in and squeezing the curve of her bottom. Wanda wrapped her arms around his neck and captured his lips in a sweet, yet sultry kiss, a promise of pleasures to come.

“Clothes off. Please,” she whispered into the corner of his mouth, between kisses, and in moments he had phased out of them, leaving himself bare before her in all ways. This woman, his woman, possibly the only person in the world who saw him as truly human, who never shied away from his body, as different as it may be...he could trust her with his soul, and he refused to withhold any piece of himself from her. His faith was rewarded by the look of desire and love in her eyes. She saw him exactly as he was, accepted him, and loved him for it.

He watched her slide her hand between them, watched her wrap her fingers around his now throbbing length and gently stroke him. The touch of her warm palm was bliss. She was looking down as well, entranced by what she was doing to him, and Vision placed a soft kiss on her forehead, letting her do as she wished. She kept her touches light and slow, and Vision could sense the need for kindness behind her actions even without being connected to her. There was pain in her heart tonight, and he would ease that for her if he could.

Vision lifted her shirt, and she released her hold on him so he could remove it. Her long, silky hair tumbled back down over her bare shoulders, and the sight of her nearly took his breath away. She defined the word beautiful for him, with the sparkling green of her eyes, the glow of her skin, and her soft curves that seemed the perfect image of femininity. Wanda’s body was a wonder, like her mind and her heart, not completely unflawed, but perfect for those flaws.

And she was his.

She blushed under his awed gaze, and he took the opportunity to kiss her once more. He slid his arms under her and shifted so he could lay her back on the bed, between her long legs that parted so easily for him, his lips still pressed to hers. Her fingers stroked the back of his neck, his shoulders, every touch leaving a trail of heat behind.

He moved lower, kissing his way down her throat and chest, taking her hardened nipple into his mouth and gently suckling it. His swirled his tongue over it, flicked at the tiny nub until she was gasping, the sweetest music. She arched her back, a silent plea for more, and he turned his attention to her other breast, running his tongue over the plush curves of it before taking the nipple into his mouth. She held his head close, but not tightly, just a gentle pull to signal her want.

He lost track of time making love to her breasts, only knowing that by the time he moved lower, she was whimpering and writhing beneath him. Whimpers changed to sighs as he kissed and licked his way down her stomach, feeling her muscles jump beneath his touch. He could smell her arousal, wanted the taste of it on his tongue.

He nuzzled her through her panties, ran his tongue over her through the damp cloth, and she spread her legs wider for him. He carefully stroked her with his finger, trailing it over her panty-covered slit and pressing in slightly so he could feel more of her heat. He wanted to tease her longer, to draw this out for them both, but her scent beckoned to him, throwing gasoline on the fire of his lust.

It took only moments to pull the tiny bit of lace down her legs and drop it on the floor. Mere seconds beyond that, and his tongue was buried between her folds, his senses immersed in her. Her body shook and trembled before him, her head pressed back into the pillow, mouth open in a wordless cry.

Sliding his hands under her, he lifted her ass slightly to give himself better access. He dipped his tongue into her, flicked and licked his way up to her clit, then swirled his tongue over the tiny bundle of nerves until she was biting her hand to keep from screaming. She came hard onto his mouth, and he drank her down greedily.

Wanda lay there afterwards for the longest time, with one hand over her eyes, just breathing. Vision sat up and waited, stroking her thighs and hips soothingly as he watched her. When she looked at him again, her eyes were dry but her lips trembled, and he leaned down to kiss the sadness away. Her mouth was sweet and soft, and he offered her all of his love through that connection.

Tracing his jaw with one hand, Wanda reached down between them and closed her hand around his cock. Vision couldn’t help but shudder, his every nerve ending attuned to her touch. He was helpless before her, at the mercy of her desire, and she looked at him with knowing eyes, eyes older than their years.

Wanda brought her knees up as she positioned him at her entrance, and their eyes stayed locked as he pushed inside her, not stopping until he was buried completely inside of her welcoming heat. He fucked her slowly, desperately trying to hold onto the thinning threads of his control. She gasped every time he fully embedded himself within her, but her wide eyes stayed fixed on him.

Vision couldn’t last. Being with her had ripped away his ability to hold back. The fire was growing inside of him, all-consuming, greedy. He thrust into her harder and harder still, until she was having to brace herself against the headboard with one hand while she clutched at him with the other. Her eyes were wild, needy, her legs wrapped around his waist. The bed shook with the force of his thrusts, a steady, slow rhythm.

He came explosively, breath rushing out as he buried his face in her neck. Distantly, he was aware Wanda was coming as well, her body clenching and fluttering around his cock. He moaned her name into the pillow, and her fingers dug hard into his back, hard enough that if he’d been completely human, she would have left deep, bloody scratches.

Vision barely felt it.

They kissed sweetly, softly, and she stopped him when he made to pull away.

“Stay,” she said simply, and that was all he required. He was hers. Vision carefully shifted so he was on his back with her resting atop him, his cock still inside of her. Wanda rested her head on his chest, and he could feel her breathing even out into sleep. He ran his fingers through her hair, gently working out the tangles while she slept, watching over her.

This was where he belonged.
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