[End it must, however, and after one particularly delicious crest of unfiltered pleasure the Vision reluctantly pulls his hand out of Wanda. The heart is willing, but as in touch and in tune with her as he is he can't help but notice the body is getting a bit overstimulated. Not willing to let the sense of closeness fly away yet, he moves up next to her so their nude bodies are pressed against one another again, and he gives her a kiss once they've both caught their breath.]
Oh, my love.
[Can your heart break from being happy? He feels like he's been shattered and rebuilt, and at once he feels like a stranger in his own skin and completely comfortable there. There's something inside him that's redefining itself, and it takes a moment for him to find the words for it. When they come out, they're rough and whispered into her ear.]
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Oh, my love.
[Can your heart break from being happy? He feels like he's been shattered and rebuilt, and at once he feels like a stranger in his own skin and completely comfortable there. There's something inside him that's redefining itself, and it takes a moment for him to find the words for it. When they come out, they're rough and whispered into her ear.]
I am yours. Now and always.