"Spent"
Chapter Fifty-Two
By Darthelwig
***I own nothing. I'm just having fun. ***
He nuzzled her neck, marveling at how responsive she was, how her skin broke out in goosebumps and she pressed her heated core into his lap. He ran his fingers lightly down her spine as he placed soft, feather-light kisses on her silky skin. She tilted her head to the side to offer him easier access, and his lips unerringly found that spot just under her ear that made her gasp.
She was grinding on him now, the hot, wet heat of her pressed against the hard length of his cock, and his fingers tightened on her hips, encouraging her closer. He ran his teeth down the long lines of her neck, and she pulled his head firmly into her. He knew what she wanted, a little pain, a little mark.
He teased her with his tongue instead, making her groan. They had discussed this. No marks in obvious places, and he wouldn't change his mind in the heat of the moment, no matter how tempting it might be.
His lover, refusing to be outdone, slipped her hand between their bodies to grip his cock, and he couldn't help but shudder at the feel of her fingers wrapped around him. She stroked him as he pressed kisses to her jawline, then lifted herself up only to guide his erection to her hot, wet hole.
"Oh, Vision," she whispered breathily as she sank down onto him, taking him deep in one long, slow movement. It was his turn to groan as she rocked her hips, the feel of her sending shivers through his body. He hungered for her, and he buried his face in her neck, barely remembering to suck gently when his mouth met her skin.
Wanda's walls were fluttering against his cock, and he realized she was on the cusp, ready to come. The knowledge spurred him on, and he met her thrusts as best he could in that position, wanting deeper, needing all of her.
Her orgasm was explosive, powerful, her entire body jerking and trembling against him. Her cunt squeezed down hard, and that was all it took to send him over the edge as well, and he grunted as he sank his teeth into her shoulder, his mind blanking as her inner muscles milked him.
He came back to his senses as she pulled his head back and started placing kisses across his face and onto the mind stone. The scent of their sex filled his nose as he let himself enjoy her ministrations.
"I believe I marked you," he said quietly. She kissed his lips and smiled.
"On my shoulder. Easy enough to conceal."
"I said I wouldn't. You make me lose control." He frowned.
"Is that a bad thing?" she asked hesitantly. He thought it over.
"No. I don't believe so. It's a very human thing to do, isn't it?"
"Very," she told him, a bit smugly. "And only I can do that to you."
"Yes," he said, smiling at her. "Only you."