"There you are." Those teasing touches turn more purposeful, almost reverent, tracing familiar paths along his body. As much as she loves curling up against a soft 'sweater,' nothing will ever compare to the feel of his skin on hers. He's beautiful and they fit together so perfectly it's almost as if they were made for each other. Wanda's not sure whether or not she believes in fate, but somehow they keep finding each other. At least their luck hasn't abandoned them now.
And there was a time, too, when Wanda might have been shy about this. But they have reasonable certainty of privacy and no one's ever made her feel need like this. It's like part of her heart was sleeping until one day she looked at him and realized she was in love. Everything had blossomed from there and slowly the world had become a brighter place...and 'reasonable certainty' of privacy had become good enough for her. She moans softly as Vision goes to work on her breasts, arching shamelessly to grant him better access. "Mmmm...please, Vizh...so good..." Being dirty had made her uncharacteristically shy, but now that she's properly clean she can just let go and enjoy this. She knows deep down that Vision would never judge her but that didn't stop Wanda from judging herself or feeling 'off.'
Her eyes fall shut and for a few minutes it doesn't matter what the sky might be doing. She's a little breathless when Vision pulls away but that doesn't stop her from leaning down to kiss him deeply. She guides his hand back to her breast for a few more heated kisses, her mind glowing brightly with love and desire. "I want you, Vizh. I want to make you feel good." She kisses him again, shifting above him so she can start moving back down to his neck. "And I think I owe you a favor."
She sends him several mental images: her taking his cock in her mouth, or riding him as they kiss desperately, or their bodies lazily tangled together, spooning while Vision takes her from behind. "Anything you want, my Vision," she murmurs between kisses. "Just ask."
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And there was a time, too, when Wanda might have been shy about this. But they have reasonable certainty of privacy and no one's ever made her feel need like this. It's like part of her heart was sleeping until one day she looked at him and realized she was in love. Everything had blossomed from there and slowly the world had become a brighter place...and 'reasonable certainty' of privacy had become good enough for her. She moans softly as Vision goes to work on her breasts, arching shamelessly to grant him better access. "Mmmm...please, Vizh...so good..." Being dirty had made her uncharacteristically shy, but now that she's properly clean she can just let go and enjoy this. She knows deep down that Vision would never judge her but that didn't stop Wanda from judging herself or feeling 'off.'
Her eyes fall shut and for a few minutes it doesn't matter what the sky might be doing. She's a little breathless when Vision pulls away but that doesn't stop her from leaning down to kiss him deeply. She guides his hand back to her breast for a few more heated kisses, her mind glowing brightly with love and desire. "I want you, Vizh. I want to make you feel good." She kisses him again, shifting above him so she can start moving back down to his neck. "And I think I owe you a favor."
She sends him several mental images: her taking his cock in her mouth, or riding him as they kiss desperately, or their bodies lazily tangled together, spooning while Vision takes her from behind. "Anything you want, my Vision," she murmurs between kisses. "Just ask."