[Part of this little exercise, and not a small part if he's being honest with himself, is because the Vision needed to work off enough of his frustration to return to a state of being able to consider others first. And with such an attractive plea, how can he not? Seeing Wanda's expression of need, hearing her beg for more, finally helps break that barrier, and he suddenly cups her face with his hand and leans down to give her a deep, breathless kiss.]
Of course, my love. Of course.
[And he begins timing his thrusts to the rhythm of her body, not letting himself go until he's sure she's peaked. She's always been so good to him, with the back-and-forth of want and need, never taking more than he can give and never giving more than he can handle. Would anyone else be able to know him so completely? Would they even try?
Wanda understands him better than he understands himself. He's always known this. The least he can do, the very least, is to make certain she knows this by his actions as much as his words.]
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Of course, my love. Of course.
[And he begins timing his thrusts to the rhythm of her body, not letting himself go until he's sure she's peaked. She's always been so good to him, with the back-and-forth of want and need, never taking more than he can give and never giving more than he can handle. Would anyone else be able to know him so completely? Would they even try?
Wanda understands him better than he understands himself. He's always known this. The least he can do, the very least, is to make certain she knows this by his actions as much as his words.]