"Voyeuristic Tendencies 7"

By Darthelwig


*** I own nothing. I'm just having fun. ***


Inviting the team to his mansion had seemed like such a good idea at the time. He'd be busy, he wouldn't be alone, he could maybe see his favorite little witch again. But dammit, he hadn't counted on how annoying the team could be. Steve and Nat were always up before sunrise for their workouts, and Sam joined them as soon as it was light out. It made him feel like a damn layabout. Did they have to be superhuman all the time? Not everyone enjoyed watching the sunrise.

And to top it all off, Wanda and Vision were impossible to find most of the time. He hadn't caught them in any compromising positions like he'd hoped, in fact he'd barely seen them at all. He was starting to lose all hope.

The team was setting up a movie night, Sam and Nat arguing over what to watch while Steve made popcorn. Rhodey was watching them all with disgust at their childish antics and the witch and her mandroid hadn't even bothered to make an appearance, and suddenly Tony just needed away. Away from the noise and activity, away from people that didn't even notice if he was there.

He retreated to his room, frustrated, and decided maybe a shower would relax him. Yes, a nice, hot shower was what he needed. He stepped into the en-suite and froze when he saw what awaited him.

Wanda and Vision, both nude, sitting on the wall-length bench he'd had built into the shower. He'd fucked on that bench numerous times, but none of those instances had been as sexy as seeing this- seeing Wanda, facing the door, legs spread over Vision's lap as the synthezoid slowly fingered her.

Tony's cock sprang to life, hardening so fast he felt a bit lightheaded. Or maybe that was just the effect Wanda had on him.

She watched him with heavy-lidded eyes, and he swallowed thickly at the heat in her gaze. His eyes dropped to that sweet spot between her legs, and he couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight of Vision's fingers sliding in and out of her little pussy, the digits glistening with evidence of her arousal. He wanted so badly to be on his knees at this moment, to bury his face in her heat and feast on her. God, she probably knew that, too. Fuck.

He jumped when she finally spoke.

"Take your clothes off, Tony." Her voice sent a shiver down his spine, her accent thick and dark and sexy as fuck.

"Uh… what are you doing?" Why was he delaying? He wanted this. God, did he want it.

"You know what we're doing," she said. She pinched one of her perfect little nipples, and fuck but his cock was gonna rip a hole through his pants at this rate. "Undress," she ordered.

Tony had never considered himself a man who liked to take orders, in bed or out, but he was quick to follow hers. With somewhat shaky hands, he unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall to the floor. His belt and pants went next, and god, there was just no way to take them off sexily, but Wanda didn't seem to care. She simply watched with that heated gaze, and Tony stepped into the shower, letting her see everything. He wasn't ashamed of his body, and she seemed to like what she saw.

She and Vision stood, and she gestured for him to sit on the bench. Tony did as he was told, and he got a good long look at her perfect ass as she turned on the water before Vision stood in front of him. He held up his fingers, still visibly coated in Wanda's juices, and brought them to Tony's lips. Tony couldn't help himself. As strange as it was to be sucking another man's fingers, he had to taste her.

How does she taste so good? She was downright addicting, and he licked Vision's fingers clean, savoring her flavor. Vision had the gall to look at him smugly, but Tony just wanted more. More of her.

The water adjusted to her liking, Wanda turned around and let it cascade over her head. She looked amazing, skin glistening and looking so goddamn soft. Vision joined her under the spray, taking her in his arms and kissing her deeply. The low moan she let out was barely audible over the water, but Tony felt it in his gut all the same. His cock twitched and ached for touch, so he wrapped his hand around the shaft and began to jerk himself off.

Suddenly he was enveloped by red and she pinned his hands against the wall.

"No touching," she said, smiling mischievously. Tony groaned and fought her magical restraints, but she was too strong for his mere mortal body. "Don't worry, Tony. We are going to take good care of you," she promised. Another flick of her fingers, and though he was still sitting on the bench, he could feel water washing over his shoulders. Wanda leaned in to trail her tongue down Vision's neck and he felt it as clearly as if she was doing it directly to him. Tony moaned at the feel of her tongue sliding over his skin.

"Fuck," he said breathlessly as she nipped Vision's- his- skin. She ran her hands over Vision's chest, trailed her fingers down his abdomen, stopping just short of where Tony wanted her to be. God, he didn't know if he could take it if she wrapped her magical fingers around Vision's cock, but he also desperately wanted to know what it felt like.

She caressed Vision's hips, his thighs, everywhere but where Tony wanted her. Vision's cock was sticking straight out, but she carefully avoided brushing against it. Vision was staring at her hard, and Tony had the feeling that if she wasn't intent on putting on a show Vision would be buried to the hilt in her pussy by now.

Tony's cock throbbed in anticipation the closer she got to touching Vision's erection. He felt it when she pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses across Vision's chest. When she looked at Tony again he could see red burning in her eyes, and there was something so erotic about the sight that he felt a drop of pre-cum run down his sensitive shaft. Her eyes followed it, and Tony lifted his hips to let her see. He wanted her to want him, to ache for him like he ached for her.

She smirked and kissed Vision, and Tony could feel her lips on his, could almost taste her. Then she was lowering herself to her knees, and Tony choked on air as she took Vision's cock into her mouth. He shut his eyes, unable to watch or he'd come and it would be over far too soon. Her lips and tongue worked magic, her mouth bobbing on his cock. He could feel the heat of her, could hear her taking it like a good little cocksucker, and it didn't matter that he wasn't watching. He was gonna come. He didn't want to, wanted this to fucking last, but it was all over when she took him deep, his cock head hitting the back of her throat. He cock erupted, spraying come into her mouth, and he could feel her swallowing, sucking him dry. His orgasm stretched on and on, until he felt absolutely wrung dry and boneless.

But she didn't stop licking his shaft, her tongue twirling over the head and teasing him, and he could feel himself get hard again. God, he never got hard again so fast, not since he'd been a horny teenager.

Tony opened his eyes, saw that he had indeed sprayed come all over himself, not in her mouth like it had felt. Vision tipped his head back into the water, letting it fall across his front, and it felt amazing on his stiffening cock. Tony had never imagined his robo-son could feel sexual pleasure, but if anything his skin was even more sensitive than a human's. The water streaming over his body felt heavenly, and Wanda's fingers on his cock, her tongue, were pure bliss.

Vision helped her back to her feet, like the gentleman he was, and they kissed again. Tony marveled at her concentration. He was still pinned to the wall like a bug, but she'd already managed to wring one mind-blowing orgasm from him and she had him well on the way to another. He closed his eyes again, let the feel of her kiss fill him. Vision's hands massaged the plush of her ass, Tony could feel her soft flesh in his grasp, and he groaned at the same time Vision did.

He opened his eyes when Vision turned her, and she faced the wall with her ass pushed back, her wet little pussy open and glistening. He could see everything, every curve and fold, and his cock strained, wanting to be inside of her.

Instead, Vision dropped to his knees and buried his face in her, tongue stroking through her folds and lapping up her juices. Tony could suddenly taste her, tangy and sharp on his tongue, and so fucking perfect. Vision ate her out and Tony enjoyed every second, refusing to close his eyes again, needing to see her, to watch her be pleasured. The water cascading over her didn't bother Vision at all. He just parted her folds with nimble fingers and licked up into her. He found her clit and it was a hard little nub against his tongue. Vision rolled it on his tongue, making her tremble and moan until she finally fell apart, her knees giving out as she came.

Vision was quick to catch her, and Tony sucked in a breath as his-their-Vision's- cock pressed against her core. She was soaking wet and so fucking hot. Tony would beg to fuck her if she wanted him to. God, he'd do anything.

But he didn't need to. As soon as she could stand on her own again, she pushed her ass back against Vision once more, and Vision didn't let Tony down. He spread her legs further apart and positioned himself at her entrance. Tony could feel his cock touching her hole, ready to plunge into her and fuck her senseless. But Vision was taking his dear, sweet time. He looked over at Tony and grinned, knowing exactly what he was doing to him, and Tony glared as well as he could while panting with lust.

He watched Vision's hips flex as he pushed forward, slowly entering her tight channel. She was silky and slick, so ready to take his cock. Tony struggled against his bonds, needing to touch himself, to speed this up, to come again. But he couldn't move, she still had him tightly bound, and he growled in frustration. Vision was going too slow, taking forever to bottom out in her. Tony wanted to fuck, wanted her bouncing on his cock, but Vision seemed intent on delayed gratification this time. He moved slowly as he fucked her. His hands came up to grasp her tits, and Tony whimpered as he felt the supple flesh beneath his fingers. They were perfect handfuls for Vision's long fingers, and he pinched and toyed with her nipples as they fucked her.

He was going to lose his mind. Her pussy was wrapped around him, perfect and juicy, and he needed to come in her.

Oh god, please. Please.

Maybe she heard him, because she started to meet Vision thrust for thrust and he started pounding into her, the wet clap of their skin meeting and their rough breathing almost deafening in the confined space. It echoed off the walls, the spray of the water unable to muffle the sound, and Tony's cock throbbed once, twice, before he was suddenly coming again. He grunted and groaned as he came, his cock twitching in her hot cunt and bringing her off as well. He felt her clamp down on his shaft, felt her inner muscles milking him dry.

He was boneless afterward, unable to move, and he belatedly realized his arms were free, hanging limply at his sides. Wanda had turned around in Vision's arms and was kissing him again, but Tony couldn't feel it this time. She'd released the connection. When she looked at him again, finally, her eyes were back to green. She looked at the mess he'd made all over himself and smirked.

"You had better clean yourself up," she said. Then she took Vision's hand and led him out of the bathroom, both wet and naked as could be and utterly unconcerned with the fact. Tony leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes, exhausted in every bone of his body, but he realized he felt lighter too. Happier.

"Thanks, little witch," he muttered.