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Chapter Twenty-Five

By darthelwig

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This game had Wanda aching with lust.

A thrill went through her at the thought that somewhere in this sea of masks was her lover, disguised so well that no one but her could ever know it was him. His recent discovery of being able to change his appearance was giving them the perfect opportunity to play. Which of them would find the other first?

She hadn’t seen him before the masquerade, hadn’t seen his costume or mask, he’d been careful about that. He wanted her to use other senses to find him. And he hadn’t seen her, either. She wondered how much he would like the body-hugging dress she’d chosen, and her hair, which had been carefully styled into a loose updo of curls. Definitely not her normal look, but done with him in mind, all the same.

She moved through the room, keeping her mind open to him, but not actively searching him out. That would have the game over before it had even really begun. Some men were obviously not her Vision, too bulky or loud, but some she had to brush against as she passed in order to be sure. None of them were him, though she thought she felt his mind brush hers a few times, light touches that had her keyed up and wet.

Wanda took a break, grabbing a drink and standing off to the side to survey the crowd as she sipped her champagne.

“Having fun?” Natasha asked, appearing out of nowhere. Wanda would have jumped had she not been so used to the woman’s habits already. God, she’d had her mind so focused on Vision that she hadn’t even sensed Nat approaching, even actively using her powers. This man was making her crazy. She released her power so she could concentrate.

“It’s an interesting party. I think I like it,” Wanda replied, and that was saying something considering she typically hated this sort of social setting. Which Natasha knew. But Wanda had been looking forward to this evening ever since she and Vision had planned their little game, and maybe that’s why he had suggested it. “Thank you for helping me prepare for it. I don’t think I would have done as good a job.”

Natasha looked Wanda over, taking in the dress and hair. “I do good work,” she said with a smirk and a laugh. “I noticed you cruising the crowd. Looking for anything in particular?”

“Looking for Mr. Right, I think,” Wanda said, laughing at her own in-joke. Luckily, Nat seemed to take it as a joke as well.

“Good luck with that. I’m not sure that breed exists.” Nat’s painted lips were twisted in a wry smile, and Wanda knew she was thinking of Dr. Banner. A sore spot, and not one she’d meant to bring up. Natasha visibly shook it off, though, and her smile became more genuine. “Be safe, but have fun,” Nat said, and Wanda nodded to acknowledge her instruction. With that, Natasha melted back into the crowd, leaving Wanda to sigh in melancholy.

“That is not the sort of sound I want to hear from you tonight,” came a voice from close behind her. A strong arm slid around her waist, and she smiled.

“Vision.” She couldn’t help but smile, her spirits lifting.

“I found you,” he whispered against her temple, his warm body pressed firmly against her back.

“How did you find me?” she asked, feeling slightly scattered by the possessive way he held her, his breath on her skin making her shiver.

“I would know these curves anywhere,” he said, his hand coming to rest on her hip. The way he said it made her insides quiver, his smooth voice roughened by desire.

Wanda turned in his arms, wanting to see him. He looked so different, with pale, human skin and blonde hair, which was mostly covered by a top hat that could’ve looked ridiculous, but which suited him perfectly. Behind his mask were piercing blue eyes, eyes that should’ve been those of a stranger, however she found them strangely familiar and comforting. Perhaps it was the way he was looking at her, with love, adoration, and desire. This was her Vision. There could be no doubt.

She ran her fingers along the edge of his hat before pulling him down into a heated kiss. His grip on her hips tightened, and she was aware of his struggle to prevent his hands from roaming in front of all these people. She pulled back only to drain her glass and leave it on the table, not wanting to be in the crowd any longer.

“Take me somewhere quiet,” she said.

“I have just the place.” Vision took her hand and led her out of the ballroom. Wanda tried to keep track of which direction they were headed, but got a little lost along the way. However, she trusted that he knew where he was going, and they eventually ended up on a large balcony overlooking the manicured lawn below, where the party had overflowed into the night. The balcony was lit only by the light that spilled out from downstairs, and they could clearly hear the laughter and chatter of the other guests.

She slowly wandered the length of the balcony, taking in the view, then leaned back against a pillar and raised an eyebrow.

“You scouted this out earlier,” she said, and he grinned.

“I did. I have plans for this evening, and for you.” He walked towards her, like a predator approaching its prey, and she swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn’t look away from his intense gaze, couldn’t move even if she’d wanted to, and then he was in her space, and her entire body felt him although he hadn’t touched her at all. Her nipples tightened to almost painful points, and she could feel a fresh wave of heat and wetness in her panties. Vision’s nostrils flared, and she knew he could smell it, could smell her arousal.

Before Wanda could say anything, he dipped his head down, sucked on her neck, making her gasp. His hat fell to the ground, unnoticed, and she clutched at his hair, the unfamiliarity of it somehow making the experience naughtier, more exciting. He nipped at her, and she arched into him. Never before had Vision dared to leave a mark in such a visible place. She wanted this, wanted him.

“Lower,” she managed to say, and she felt him smile against her.

“As you wish,” he said, clearly amused, but kissing his way down her collarbone and chest. . She inhaled sharply as he pulled the top of her dress down just enough to expose her breasts to his hungry mouth.

“I should never have shown you that movie.” Wanda moaned as he squeezed and licked her soft flesh, then took her nipple between his teeth and tugged on it. His hot mouth closed around the aching nub, soothing it with the swirl of his tongue. She watched him lavish attention on her breasts, the sensations nearly overwhelming, her entire being focused on his touch. He moaned as he sucked her, and she could take no more. She grasped his hair and pulled his head away, his mouth making a popping sound as it left her breast.

“Lower,” she all but growled at him. Vision grinned as he dropped to his knees. He held her gaze and slid his hands up her thighs, lifting her dress as he went until her lacy panties were exposed. He didn’t look away, just watched her face as he leaned forward and ran his tongue over her through the thin material.

Wanda could barely breathe, could only feel as his tongue flicked over her clit. It was perfect. It wasn’t enough.

“Don’t tease,” she begged.

“As you wish.” In the blink of an eye, her panty was at her feet, and he was spreading her legs as she stepped out of it. She would’ve screamed as Vision dove between her legs and sucked her clit, if she could’ve made any sound at all. Instead, she could only brace herself on his shoulders and curl against him as she exploded in a fierce orgasm, all breath knocked out of her.

Vision never stopped working her clit, didn’t stop until she began to whimper, then he began his attack on the rest of her. His tongue slid through her sensitive folds, dipped into her dripping core, and Wanda stood up straight to give him better access, grasping at the pillar for support. He fucked her on his tongue, making the most obscene noises, and she found herself racing towards another climax, rocking her hips onto his face for more as she came all over him.

And Vision still wasn’t done. He sucked her, licked her, nipped at her clit and made her gasp. Wanda was a writhing mess for him, her juices dripping down her thighs, where he paused to lick them up, her hips jerking and rolling as she sought more. She ached for penetration, to be filled and stretched, but he kept his fingers from her, and she rode his tongue instead, until a third orgasm rushed over her, making her cry out loudly.

“Shh,” Vision said, placing a last kiss on her clit and standing up. “You’ll let everyone know what we’re doing up here.”

Wanda couldn’t seem to bring herself to care. She couldn’t think, her mind still overwhelmed by pleasure. She barely even noticed Vision turning her, bending her over, until suddenly he was sliding into her, and she cried out as her knees went weak. His cock felt so perfect inside her, stretching her and reaching all the spots that had ached for touch so badly, and she moaned with each hard thrust that he made. He kept the rhythm slow as he pounded her needy cunt, his fingers digging into her hips.

She came on him, tight and pulsing around his rock-hard erection, and he swore. She was still in the throes of pleasure when he pushed her forward, body forced up against the hard surface as he fucked her rough and fast. His hands left her hips, grasped the pillar on either side of her, and she was crushed uncomfortably against the stone as he climaxed, shoving his cock into her as deep as it could go.

Even through the discomfort, the sound of her lover groaning in her ear, the feel of his erection twitching inside of her sensitive pussy, was enough to get her off again. She shuddered through another orgasm that left her feeling drained and completely spent.

“I’m sorry,” Vision said, running his hands over her shoulders as he stepped back. “Are you alright? I lost control.” The regret in his voice tore at her heart. She wrapped her arms around him and reached up to kiss him.

“I’m just fine, Vis. Don’t worry. You didn’t hurt me. Don’t think I didn’t hear you swear, though. I didn’t think you had it in you.” She grinned, pleased she could push him so far.

“Well,” he said, rubbing soft circles on her back. “You are very good at making me lose control, although perhaps I should be more careful next time.” He nodded towards the pillar, and Wanda turned to see the stone had cracked and broken where his hands had been.

“Oh my god!”

“Exactly.” He sighed. “That’s never happened before.”

“And I don’t want you afraid of it happening again,” Wanda said, capturing his face in her hands. “You would never hurt me, Vis. Ever. So I don’t want you doubting yourself, and I don’t want anything between us to change. That would hurt me.” She stared up at him, begging him to understand, and he placed a soft kiss on her lips.

“As you wish.”
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