[It's so good that Wanda is quickly losing herself entirely in him. She kisses him back with an almost feverish intensity and clutches him even closer as they move together. Love and lust have made her eyes turn red and at some point her powers have wound around them without Wanda consciously directing them to do so. They really are perfectly paired - Vision has always been so in sync with her needs and desires. He's never even asked for more than she was willing to give, and although it must have been hard for him to start their relationship from scratch he never made her feel any less treasured.
(Of course he didn't. The sex is wonderful but their love is too pure to be defined by it.)
Wanda keeps kissing him to muffle her rising cries of pleasure. He's already pushed her past the point she thought she would peak and each thrust drives her closer and closer until she's trembling in his arms. She tries to hold off a little longer - she wants to wait for him, wants to draw out this perfect ecstasy as long as she can - but she is only human and finally one particularly deep thrust makes her fall apart completely. She would have screamed for him if not for the kiss - what a shame they have such little privacy, although all her earlier cries and moans may have already spilled their secret.
When they've both ridden out the last waves of pleasure Wanda encourages him to lay back on the bed with her, either on or beside her. Her power joins her hands in lightly caressing him all over, though she'd never prevent him from moving if he isn't yet ready for a moment of softness.]
Vision... [There's an eternity's worth of love in the way she says his name. It's more than enough to keep her eyes tinged red.] I am yours, always.
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(Of course he didn't. The sex is wonderful but their love is too pure to be defined by it.)
Wanda keeps kissing him to muffle her rising cries of pleasure. He's already pushed her past the point she thought she would peak and each thrust drives her closer and closer until she's trembling in his arms. She tries to hold off a little longer - she wants to wait for him, wants to draw out this perfect ecstasy as long as she can - but she is only human and finally one particularly deep thrust makes her fall apart completely. She would have screamed for him if not for the kiss - what a shame they have such little privacy, although all her earlier cries and moans may have already spilled their secret.
When they've both ridden out the last waves of pleasure Wanda encourages him to lay back on the bed with her, either on or beside her. Her power joins her hands in lightly caressing him all over, though she'd never prevent him from moving if he isn't yet ready for a moment of softness.]
Vision... [There's an eternity's worth of love in the way she says his name. It's more than enough to keep her eyes tinged red.] I am yours, always.