[She softens in the wake of her orgasm, everything from the way she gazes up at him adoringly to the way her arms have wrapped loosely around him now that she's safely joined him on the floor. Her skin is extra sensitive now, and his feels so soft that she can't help but trace lazy circles where her hands rest on his back.
Wanda makes a soft sound as he sucks his fingers clean, quickly descending on his lips the second he's done. This, too, is soft and deliberate, the calm before another storm of sorts.
It doesn't even matter that she can still taste herself on his lips.]
I love you, [she whispers before claiming Loki's lips again, and this time her hand blindly comes up to cup his cheek. Her ability (or desire) to stifle the noises she makes seems to have dissolved and Wanda makes a soft sound in her throat as they kiss, ending in a breathy laugh of delight when they part.
If only she could bottle this feeling of perfection and keep it forever.]
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Wanda makes a soft sound as he sucks his fingers clean, quickly descending on his lips the second he's done. This, too, is soft and deliberate, the calm before another storm of sorts.
It doesn't even matter that she can still taste herself on his lips.]
I love you, [she whispers before claiming Loki's lips again, and this time her hand blindly comes up to cup his cheek. Her ability (or desire) to stifle the noises she makes seems to have dissolved and Wanda makes a soft sound in her throat as they kiss, ending in a breathy laugh of delight when they part.
If only she could bottle this feeling of perfection and keep it forever.]
Come to bed? I want to taste you too.