[She doesn't want to sully this moment with sadness, but oddly enough this is the first time she's been able to even obliquely refer to Pietro without a crushing sense of loneliness.
She kisses him back, a deep, claiming kiss - what else can she do when Vision tells her such sweet things? - unable to contain a moan as her hand roams over his chest. Stupid shirt being in the way when she wants to feel his warmth. Her fingers clutch at it, tugging lightly.
Is this also part of the bond? Or is she just that touch-starved?]
Can I take this off you? I want to feel you, love.
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She kisses him back, a deep, claiming kiss - what else can she do when Vision tells her such sweet things? - unable to contain a moan as her hand roams over his chest. Stupid shirt being in the way when she wants to feel his warmth. Her fingers clutch at it, tugging lightly.
Is this also part of the bond? Or is she just that touch-starved?]
Can I take this off you? I want to feel you, love.