[Such a sweet sound, those moans. Wanda's fingers immediately go to his newly-bared chest, mapping out nonsense patterns as he rocks into her and kisses her again. They glide over his skin, lower and lower still until they reach the waistband of his pants. The need to keep kissing him is almost overwhelming and so Wanda's lips find Vision's neck, then his collarbone, then his heart as she works to free him from his remaining clothing. She pauses to nuzzle his skin as she eases the material over his hips and on instinct sinks slowly to her knees as she pulls his pants down and off.
Now she's left face to face with his cock, utterly enchanted. It's delightfully textured like the rest of his skin and it never once occurs to Wanda to be intimidated by his size. She trusts Vision completely and she knows he'd never hurt her.
And although she's imagined their first time together going a thousand different ways, she knows exactly what she wants right now.]
And if I want to taste you? You're so perfect, Vizh.
[She licks a long, wet stripe from root to tip, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock as her gaze lifts to meet his. She presses a soft kiss to the tip before pulling back just enough to speak but not so much that he can no longer feel her breath on his skin.]
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Now she's left face to face with his cock, utterly enchanted. It's delightfully textured like the rest of his skin and it never once occurs to Wanda to be intimidated by his size. She trusts Vision completely and she knows he'd never hurt her.
And although she's imagined their first time together going a thousand different ways, she knows exactly what she wants right now.]
And if I want to taste you? You're so perfect, Vizh.
[She licks a long, wet stripe from root to tip, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock as her gaze lifts to meet his. She presses a soft kiss to the tip before pulling back just enough to speak but not so much that he can no longer feel her breath on his skin.]
Just like this?