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Halloween Continuation (cw: eventual nsfw)
[Wanda doesn't always trust herself, but Vision's faith in her seems completely unshakable and this surrender almost takes her breath away. It's such a small thing, undressing him, and he's helped her out of her clothes many times, but this feels different. It's more than just this being the first time she's had the chance to return the favor. Wanda always craves his touch, but she wants to feel his skin on hers more than usual tonight. Maybe it's being deprived of kissing all evening. Maybe it's the simple intimacy of being able to undress him.
Either way, she treasures this chance and she's going to make it count.
Wanda sighs and lets her cheek lean into Vision's hand. He's so tender with her, even when she can hear the desire in his voice.]
Vizh.
[She leans in again for another kiss, unable to abstain for long now that she can indulge. Her hands fan out over his chest for balance briefly before sliding up to fiddle with his cravat. She'll get the other glove in a minute but for now she wants another kiss. And another, steadily growing hungrier until Wanda's left slightly breathless when they part. She tugs on the cravat slowly until it slides from Vision's neck and drops to the floor.
She smiles, and okay, no, that was still not enough kisses. Wanda leans in close again and nuzzles into his neck, slowly pressing kisses down the seam between vibranium and warm skin.]
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He wonders if perhaps tonight will be the night that pace decides to quicken.
When she starts kissing down his neck it makes his knees weak, enough that he reaches back to support himself on the desk with one hand. He wants to return the favor, to unlace that outfit and slide his hands down her skin, but--it's her turn. He settles for picturing it in his mind instead, sure that she can pick up on it and know she's having the desired effect on him. She knows just how to touch lightly where he's sensitive, and it has an extra emotional weight when she pays attention to his metal parts like that: she acknowledges he's different and loves him for it. Like when he pays special attention to her hands, the symbol of her powers. It sets her apart, but to him, it only makes her more beautiful.]
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This is where they belong: two outsiders who have found acceptance and a home together. Wanda loves Vision for everything that he is, for saving her in more ways than one, for his beautiful heart and mind, for his kindness and his gentle strength and the peace his presence brings her. Right now she knows no better way to show it than to cover Vision in kisses and then surrender to his ministrations. She knows what he wants...but he's going to have to wait until after Wanda is done with him.
She repeats her actions from earlier with his still-gloved hand. There's an increased intensity to her kisses this time, and slowly she laces their fingers together into Vision's 'read me' gesture. Her eyes don't leave his as she kisses their twined fingers.]
Please?
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It might be time to ask about that, once they're past the initial stages. He makes a mental note.]
Yes, of course.
[Because if it's a slight agony to have her undress him slowly, and the agony is entirely his own fault for wanting to move faster, well, it only increases the anticipation, and the end result will be both sweeter and more satisfying. And if she happens to feel the same way--
--he'll know it, and they can work together to make it all the better.
As it is, he lets out a little breathless sigh at each kiss, not quite to the moaning stage yet but on the right path.]
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[She sighs his name almost involuntarily as she weaves the connection between them. It's always a sweet relief to touch his mind like this but this time something feels a little different. There's a new kind of need she hasn't sensed from him before, and she'd ask him if he's all right but it feels like he's almost too all right. And she can definitely tell that he's enjoying this.
That feeling seems to awaken something in Wanda too and she has to force herself to slow down and drag out this sweet torment a little longer. Her fingers trail feather light over the thin fabrics and carefully unbutton first his waistcoat, then the rest of his shirt. She wants - needs - to feel his skin, and so when Vision's chest is finally revealed to her, Wanda wraps her arms around him, under the shirt, and presses herself close. She wants to kiss all of him and for a heartbeat's space she can't decide where to start.
The other side of his neck wins out and Wanda begins pressing more heated kisses down his skin. Oh, her precious beloved...
Desire crests in her and she needs a minute to collect herself once she reaches his collarbone. Wanda closes her eyes and rests her head against him, enjoying the warmth of Vision's bare skin and wishing she was already out of her dress. Her heart is overflowing with love and tenderness...but Vision won't be able to miss a thread of awakening lust.]
I love you.
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[It's always been in the back of his mind, latent, waiting for the right time to surface. This might be it and it might not, he's not sure yet, but his inhuman patience is really coming in handy lately; they've been getting closer and closer, and there's been more than once that he's had to take a little time to himself to relieve some of those urges.
He's not sure why this is somehow more erotic than actually being naked beside her, but it is somehow. Maybe it's the power dynamic he's noticing. Maybe it's that this is something completely normal to do with your lover, and it has a specific goal at the end.
He should probably verify what those goals are in a bit.
For the moment, he tucks her hair behind her ear and lays his hand on her back, pressing her up against himself for maximum skin contact.]
The vampire's victim has turned the tables, I think. Now I'm the one at your mercy.
[Yes, he'll wait until his top is completely bare before asking what she wants to find under his trousers, he decides.]
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There's no one thing that pushes her over the edge. Undressing Vision is quite intimate, yes, but this isn't the first time he's had a chance to undress her. It's not the first time he's been at her most tender of mercies. And it's hardly the first time he's called her something that's made her stomach do flips while her knees threaten to give out.]
Vision...
[Each kiss - and Wanda seems in no hurry to stop and return to undressing him - grows steadily more passionate. Emotionally, it's very satisfying, but physically she finds herself left wanting. Each kiss ignites greater desire in her and she can feel Vision's lust and the direction his mind has turned. This time Wanda decides to keep chasing it instead of pulling away. Whatever is different about tonight spurs her on, beyond her own uncertainties about her inexperience and disappointment that they can't truly share a first time anymore. She can't put her finger on it...but she's sure that she wants him.]
Then we're both under each other's spell.
[Wanda kisses him deeply until her lungs begin to burn from lack of air, untangling herself only enough to bring a hand to Vision's cheek and catch her breath. She gazes up at him, flushed and breathless and so deeply in love that nothing matters beyond eliminating every remaining barrier between them.]
Make love to me, [she murmurs against his lips, completely unable to stop herself from stealing another kiss.] Please, Vision...
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Recorded message
Hey Wanda. Musta just missed you. Just calling to check in on ya.
I...might also have a few questions. Nothing bad.
Anyway, talk to you soon!
video
Is everything all right? [A beat.] Am I in trouble?
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[He laughs to himself.]
Actually things are good. Real good. You're not in trouble, I swear.
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So what did you want to ask me about? Did something good happen?
[Steve you are so bad at looking casual. If she had to guess, she'd guess that Steve needs her help with baking something for someone special.]
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[He's amazing at looking casual. What are you talking about? Look at him now, super casual.]
What sort of places do you go to?
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[If her cheeks seem flushed to Steve, it's not just the video.] ...it is nice to have time for ourselves away from the ships.
Are you thinking of asking someone out?
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Continuation: Twin Roses (nsfw)
[This is troubling in a way she's never seen before. Vision is as capable of anger as anyone else but he's so much slower to it than Wanda is. Has anyone ever gotten under his skin this much?
She can feel everything through their link: the simmering anger, his desires, and the guilt those desires bring him, and Wanda answers all of it with love and acceptance. How could she be upset at him for needing help working through such strong emotions? Anger affects everyone differently, and what she might need from him may not be what he would need from her and that's okay.
She kisses him back fiercely, not even attempting to hide the want that Vision's sudden display of dominance wakes in her. Of course she wishes the circumstances were different, but it's still kind of hot...]
'Yellow' if I need you to be gentler, 'red' if I need you to stop. I trust you, love.
And please don't rip this, I don't think I could replace it.
[These are her favorite soft lounge clothes, okay? She'd thought he might find the texture soothing - obviously Wanda hadn't planned for things to go this badly or her choice of attire would have been very different.]
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That will do.
[His gaze softens enough, looking down at her, to express that her trust is well-placed; he's angry, but he would never hurt her. So while his next kiss is just as hungry and frustrated as before, his hands are gentle as he helps Wanda out of her soft clothing. It actually helps calm him down a bit to do that, enough that the darkness in his eyes when he meets her gaze is less angry than before. The hurt is still there, and that won't be going away any time soon. But she can help him with that. She always has.]
Now, where were we?
[Once again he takes her wrists and pins them to the wall over her head with one hand and kisses her. This time the other hand starts wandering, kneading her breast and then grasping at her hip to keep it pressed up against the wall. He breaks from her mouth to start kissing along her neck hungrily, starting low and working up to her ear so he can whisper.]
You're better than I deserve.
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He is still as gentle as always in undressing her, and once she's naked Wanda kisses his cheek and smiles up at him encouragingly. It may not be all right now, but it's going to be okay.
And to be fair, it's thrilling that Vision can pin her to wall with only one hand.]
Where we belong, [she murmurs between kisses. Wanda moans softly as he kneads her breast and another soft sound escapes her when he presses her hips to the wall to keep her still. She's completely under his power and it feels good, but only because it's him.]
We belong together, Vision. You're everything I need.
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He keeps speaking into her ear, emotion close to the surface. He knows his voice has a particular effect on her, and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't doing it half for that response, but even so the rawness is genuine.]
I need you, Wanda. I need to know you're mine. [Between kisses along her hairline, there's suddenly an erection pressing against her side, hot and hard.] I need to know that hasn't changed.
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[She is so very helpless for him - all she can do is shiver and surrender to that glorious voice. Its effect on her is immediate. Her nipples stiffen in response to her growing arousal and each kiss earns Vision another soft sound of pleasure. He's barely touched her and she's already starting to look quite blissed-out.]
I will always be yours. [And there's no missing the surge of desire through their link when she feels his erection pressing against her.] Nothing can change that. Let me show you, please...
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And always, always, that first entrance hits him to the core of his being and he cries out, burying his head against her neck and taking a long moment to breathe before he starts moving again, slowly but forcefully.]
Oh, my love. Oh, Wanda.
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action; Twin Roses
The Vision has generally been in an excellent mood since the last planet. He has new plants to add to the garden, new tools made of the diamonds he'd mined, and above all a new ring on his index finger that he occasionally fingers with a grin or stops to admire while in the middle of other activities. He's been particularly attentive to Wanda, never passing up the opportunity for a quick snuggle or a cozy evening in their room with snacks and a movie.
He hadn't forgotten his promise to get her a piece of jewelry, though, so there are a few hours when he's locked in Engineering working on something. Only a few days into the Drift, it seems like he's managed to complete it: he approaches her with a small box wrapped in a red silk handkerchief and tied with a certain familiar ribbon. He greets Wanda with a peck on the cheek.]
Good afternoon, love. I have something for you.
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Wanda tilts her head to kiss his cheek too and smiles warmly, sending him a mental caress.]
Thank you, Vision.
[She runs a finger lightly over the ribbon. Oh, she definitely remembers the last time she'd worn it, but she hadn't realized he'd salvaged any of them. Then again, she hadn't been able to notice much when he'd been done with her.]
Should I open this now? Or do you want me to wait?
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Now would be fine. It took rather longer than I thought it might, but I hope you like it.
[Inside she will find a bracelet made of rose-gold, set with what looks like opals. But when she looks closer, they're not quite opals - there are little bits of fractal patterns inside, and sometimes a 1 or 0 seems to flash in and out. More than that, they each have a tiny spark of energy inside, an energy she will no doubt find familiar. He speaks quietly, pointing to each gem.]
You know the template for my mind was taken from the matrix of the Mind Stone? I was able to take a bit of that and reverse engineer it, you see--
Each of these is formed from one of my memories of you. Look at how beautiful they are.
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[She beams at him before turning her attention to the package. The ribbon and silk handkerchief are definitely getting saved for later and-- oh.]
It's beautiful, Vizh...
[It's not an exaggeration to say that it takes her breath away, on several levels. Aesthetically, it's gorgeous, easily the finest piece of jewelry she's ever had. It's warm to the touch, and more than that...it feels like Vision. She slips it on and rotates her wrist back and forth to watch the fractals catch the light.]
How did you know this would be perfect? Now you will always be with me.
[Wanda feels no hesitation in probing one of the gems with her powers. It's their first proper date: everything from wandering the market stalls to tasting the food together to their ride on the lake. Later, she will explore them all, but when her eyes refocus they fill with tears. It will be a daily comfort, a constant physical reminder that she is loved. And if the Atroma took her memories...well, Wanda really could wake up with nothing but the bracelet and know that someone must love her very much.
She reaches up to cup Vision's cheek with the hand wearing the bracelet and leans up to kiss him sweetly.]
Every time I think my heart can't hold any more love, it finds more room for you. I will love you forever, Vision.
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It's no less than you deserve, love. I am simply glad we finally reached a society with the requisite technological prowess to provide the components for it.
[He supposes he could have found the right things in the junkyard, eventually, but it had been much easier to just go to a shop and buy some high-density crystalline memory matrix.]
I'm glad to see it looks good on you. Though if you need to adjust the fit, it shouldn't be difficult.
[And it will ease his mind somewhat, to know that even if the Atroma take him away, it won't be so easy for Wanda to forget. And even...if something does happen to him, those memories won't be lost. He would be a lesser man without them, he's pretty sure.]
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You did perfectly, Vizh.
[She kisses him again, slowly and passionately.]
I think we might be able to sneak away a little early tonight, yes?
[Their options are limited while drifting but a gift like this deserves something.]
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