[The pleasure in their bond turns electric and Wanda's hips involuntarily rock forward every time his fingers brush her clit. She cries out, burying her face in his chest and clinging for dear life as Vision's fingers explore her. She's done this herself, of course, but there's no comparison to his touch. Everything feels so much more sensitive.
She dissolves so easily into wordless cries, overcome by the sudden pleasure, so she can hardly blame him for becoming a little terse. Wanda nods, draws a shaky breath, and tries to compose herself while she steps out of her panties.
She shifts to lay back against the pillows, still flushed and out of breath with her legs spread for him. It should feel wanton. Wanda can only imagine how needy she must look. But with Vision everything just feels right, like this is just the natural order of things.]
Come here, Vizh.
[There's still a distinct thread of nervousness in her emotions, but love is by far the strongest. Wanda reaches out for him, and if she can, she'll steal another kiss before they continue.]
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She dissolves so easily into wordless cries, overcome by the sudden pleasure, so she can hardly blame him for becoming a little terse. Wanda nods, draws a shaky breath, and tries to compose herself while she steps out of her panties.
She shifts to lay back against the pillows, still flushed and out of breath with her legs spread for him. It should feel wanton. Wanda can only imagine how needy she must look. But with Vision everything just feels right, like this is just the natural order of things.]
Come here, Vizh.
[There's still a distinct thread of nervousness in her emotions, but love is by far the strongest. Wanda reaches out for him, and if she can, she'll steal another kiss before they continue.]