It wouldn't matter how far apart we are. You would still feel me when I need to leave to trade things.
[And vice versa: there would be no more worrying about whether the other is safe. They would know. And they would always have the warm glow of the other's love no matter where they are.
Wanda leans in to kiss him again, but this time she lingers.]
Come upstairs with me?
[They need no tools for this, only each other, and so Wanda leads him upstairs and to the little nest of pillows and blankets. It's grown quite a bit since the first time she brought him here. If she sees something comfy when she's out, well, now she has a reason to buy it and bring it home.
She settles on her side and pats the space next to her.]
I think you will need to take your shirt off, love. I need to be able to touch over your heart.
[It's not a problem for her since she never properly got dressed. Her nightdress is rather low-cut and Vision can easily access as much of her as he'll need to. But his shirt is definitely in the way.]
[Vision takes off his shirt without hesitation before joining Wanda in the nest of blankets and pillows. This is one of his favorite places in the house, for reasons both obvious and not-so-obvious: it's an excellent place for a romantic encounter, yes, but it's also where the magical energies that surround them gather in a way that feels utterly comfortable to him. It gives him a strong sense of belonging in the pattern of things.
Today's ritual should only enhance that feeling.
Some of his runes are beginning to glow a bit, anticipating what's going to be happening here soon, and once he's settled he catches the side of Wanda's face with his hand and inhales the scent of her, ending with a light kiss.]
[Wanda is only able to stare at him in awe for a brief moment, heat coming to her cheeks in anticipation.]
You're so beautiful, Vision, [she says in a hushed, reverent tone. It's always his eyes that do her in, but absolutely everything about him is irresistible to her. The sight of so much bare skin, the soft glow of his runes, the warmth in his gaze...it's momentarily too much. And the kiss only leaves her wanting more but-- she has to focus.] This is perfect.
[Fortunately for them both, the first part of the ritual is quite pleasant. Gently, Wanda rests a hand over his heart, marveling at how warm and soft his skin feels. It soothes something deep within her and slowly the butterflies in her stomach start to calm.]
Do you feel what you do to me, Vizh? Just one touch and nothing else matters. Only you.
[He'd be lying if he said he didn't know what kind of effect this would have on her. His skin is so different than a human's - its color, the runes, the metal bands, all of it - in every way except its warmth. That was deliberate; he'd found pretty early on that he could adjust it, and they were both most comfortable with him being just a tad warmer than her usual body temperature.]
You are what matters most to me, Wanda. Always.
[But he can feel the energies starting to gather around them, anticipating the ritual she has planned. There will be time for more kisses soon enough.]
Tell me what I need to do. Or is the first part all yours?
I think...I think it might be too intense if we tried to do it together. And we have all day. [She smiles, lightly stroking the strip of skin between the metal plates on his chest.] I don't know what this is going to feel like either, but I want you to be comfortable, love. That's all that matters.
[And she is, as always, mindful that anything that might feel intense to her could easily feel overwhelming to Vision. So Wanda keeps her eyes on his face to watch for any discomfort as her hand begins to glow and power starts to flow into him.]
Is this all right?
[Her awareness of him sharpens; she can feel every breath, every beat of his heart. His mind feels so bright and warm and welcoming that Wanda has to consciously fight to keep the flow of her power gradual. She's always found Vision's presence magnetic, but the pull she feels to him now is even greater than when she links their emotions. This is different somehow, tugging at something intrinsic to her being, and if Vision's still doing okay Wanda won't be able to resist kissing him.]
[His breath hitches as her power flows into him, but it's not discomfort. It's a sense of fullness and warmth, and he's meeting her at her kiss halfway. One hand comes up to tangle in her hair gently and before he knows it his eyes are half closed and his mouth half open - very unusual compared to his typical butterfly kisses. not too much, though; he's still shy, and he pulls away after a short time, breathless.]
Yes. Yes, this is all right. Your power--
[He leans toward her ear, whispers in a husky voice.]
I feel it inside me. Can you feel me as I do you, my love?
[She melts for him just as he does for her, closing her eyes as they kiss and fully giving herself over to the feel of him. It had been so overwhelming the first time she touched Vision's mind that she'd cried from the sheer force of his love. Wanda might still cry before the day is done, but over the months he's helped heal her heart until she's no longer so starved for affection. She wants him, always, and being able to kiss Vision with more passion than usual is a special kind of ecstasy. His mere presence has made this house a home.
And soon it won't matter how far apart they are, they'll always carry the warmth of the other's love.]
Vision...
[Wanda makes a sound somewhere between a sigh and a moan, shivering and clutching Vision tighter. She's never heard his voice do that before...and she loves it.]
I feel your love all around me. I feel my heart reaching for yours. [She kisses his cheek, trying to be careful not to overwhelm him with passion. But she could happily stay in his arms just like this forever.] I knew this would feel good, but you are so much more than I could have dreamed of. I love you, Vision.
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It wouldn't matter how far apart we are. You would still feel me when I need to leave to trade things.
[And vice versa: there would be no more worrying about whether the other is safe. They would know. And they would always have the warm glow of the other's love no matter where they are.
Wanda leans in to kiss him again, but this time she lingers.]
Come upstairs with me?
[They need no tools for this, only each other, and so Wanda leads him upstairs and to the little nest of pillows and blankets. It's grown quite a bit since the first time she brought him here. If she sees something comfy when she's out, well, now she has a reason to buy it and bring it home.
She settles on her side and pats the space next to her.]
I think you will need to take your shirt off, love. I need to be able to touch over your heart.
[It's not a problem for her since she never properly got dressed. Her nightdress is rather low-cut and Vision can easily access as much of her as he'll need to. But his shirt is definitely in the way.]
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Today's ritual should only enhance that feeling.
Some of his runes are beginning to glow a bit, anticipating what's going to be happening here soon, and once he's settled he catches the side of Wanda's face with his hand and inhales the scent of her, ending with a light kiss.]
Will this do?
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You're so beautiful, Vision, [she says in a hushed, reverent tone. It's always his eyes that do her in, but absolutely everything about him is irresistible to her. The sight of so much bare skin, the soft glow of his runes, the warmth in his gaze...it's momentarily too much. And the kiss only leaves her wanting more but-- she has to focus.] This is perfect.
[Fortunately for them both, the first part of the ritual is quite pleasant. Gently, Wanda rests a hand over his heart, marveling at how warm and soft his skin feels. It soothes something deep within her and slowly the butterflies in her stomach start to calm.]
Do you feel what you do to me, Vizh? Just one touch and nothing else matters. Only you.
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You are what matters most to me, Wanda. Always.
[But he can feel the energies starting to gather around them, anticipating the ritual she has planned. There will be time for more kisses soon enough.]
Tell me what I need to do. Or is the first part all yours?
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[And she is, as always, mindful that anything that might feel intense to her could easily feel overwhelming to Vision. So Wanda keeps her eyes on his face to watch for any discomfort as her hand begins to glow and power starts to flow into him.]
Is this all right?
[Her awareness of him sharpens; she can feel every breath, every beat of his heart. His mind feels so bright and warm and welcoming that Wanda has to consciously fight to keep the flow of her power gradual. She's always found Vision's presence magnetic, but the pull she feels to him now is even greater than when she links their emotions. This is different somehow, tugging at something intrinsic to her being, and if Vision's still doing okay Wanda won't be able to resist kissing him.]
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Yes. Yes, this is all right. Your power--
[He leans toward her ear, whispers in a husky voice.]
I feel it inside me. Can you feel me as I do you, my love?
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And soon it won't matter how far apart they are, they'll always carry the warmth of the other's love.]
Vision...
[Wanda makes a sound somewhere between a sigh and a moan, shivering and clutching Vision tighter. She's never heard his voice do that before...and she loves it.]
I feel your love all around me. I feel my heart reaching for yours. [She kisses his cheek, trying to be careful not to overwhelm him with passion. But she could happily stay in his arms just like this forever.] I knew this would feel good, but you are so much more than I could have dreamed of. I love you, Vision.