[The extra intimacy of Vision staying buried inside her is everything Wanda didn't know she needed right now. Their lips keep finding each other's and this just feels right, like she was made to lie tangled body, mind, and soul with him. She's so warm, and he feels so good everywhere they're pressed together...
Slowly coherent thought returns, but it was such an intense experience that Wanda's need to keep him close doesn't ease.]
You are mine and I am yours.
[She strokes his back tenderly, unaware that anything she's said is significant. But while her future self is just as willing to offer herself to him and loves when Vision calls her his, she never reciprocates. It doesn't feel right to accept any claim to him when being with her puts Vision in so much danger.
But here, Wanda is blissfully unaware of future problems and the outside world doesn't matter.]
The Avengers gave me purpose but you helped me live again. You saved me, Vizh. [And what can she do but follow that up with another kiss?] I love you.
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Slowly coherent thought returns, but it was such an intense experience that Wanda's need to keep him close doesn't ease.]
You are mine and I am yours.
[She strokes his back tenderly, unaware that anything she's said is significant. But while her future self is just as willing to offer herself to him and loves when Vision calls her his, she never reciprocates. It doesn't feel right to accept any claim to him when being with her puts Vision in so much danger.
But here, Wanda is blissfully unaware of future problems and the outside world doesn't matter.]
The Avengers gave me purpose but you helped me live again. You saved me, Vizh. [And what can she do but follow that up with another kiss?] I love you.