AN: Enjoy!

The car ride to Wanda's apartment was less awkward than you would expect, considering what they were now driving there to do. The main issue became ensuring that Wanda did not distract Vision too much as they were driving. Now that Wanda had made this decision, found that elusive method of distracting herself from her grief, she found herself having a rather difficult time resisting the urge to keep touching him.

For example, at that particular moment, Wanda's hand was sliding rather dangerously high on his thigh as he drove.

"Wanda.." Vision bit his lip to stifle a moan.

"Mhmm?"

"When we reach your apartment you can feel free to touch me wherever you like, but just for now, could you move your hand please? It is making it a little difficult to focus on the road.."

"Right" Wanda smirked, removing her hand, although Vision was quite sure that he could still feel the ghost of it burning like fire across his thigh. "Sorry."

Vision took a deep breath, now genuinely concerned that this woman could be the death of him.. Although it might not be a bad way to go.

As soon as the pair made it inside Wanda's apartment, they were kissing again with the same hunger and passion that they had displayed earlier, only now, in the slightly more private location, their hands were more free to explore, Vision's hands mapping out Wanda's soft curves, and Wanda's slipping beneath Vision's shirt, roaming over his well-muscled chest. At some point, Vision's glasses were beginning to get in the way, becoming fogged with the growing heat between them, so he removed them and set them aside, he wasn't quite sure where, and then he was pulling Wanda closer, the only space between them now that which was caused by their clothes.

Wanda could feel Vision's hardening length pressing against her belly, grasped it through his trousers, feeling his breath catch.

"Wanda.." He gasped.

"Distracted yet?" She teased.

"Very.."

"Good.." Wanda dragged Vision further into her apartment, heading for her bedroom.

Her fingers worked at the buckle of his belt, and Vision didn't stop her, his lips migrating to her neck, fingers toying at the hem of her shirt. Wanda had no time for teasing, not right now. She wanted hurry up and feel him against her, inside her, wanted to feel anything other than the soul-crushing pain and grief that nobody else could ever really understand, so she removed her shirt and tossed it aside, and wasted no time removing her bra as well.

"You're beautiful.." Vision murmured when he saw her, with her upper body now bare to his gaze. He sounded so sincere in the words, much more than you would expect from what was probably going to be a one-night stand, and Wanda found herself blushing.

"You aren't too bad yourself, Vision.. But now you're wearing too much.." She took Vin's book out of Vision's shirt pocket, setting it quite tenderly on the nightstand near a framed photograph of who Vision assumed to be her lost twin, before her fingers got to work on the buttons of his shirt.

Though he didn't say anything at the time, in that moment, Vision believed he may have fallen just a little bit in love with her.

It wasn't long before they each shed the remainder of their clothes, falling together onto Wanda's bed in a mess of tangled limbs, lips, and tongues. Vision had not been with a woman for quite some time, and he was very out of practice, but somehow, now with Wanda, that did not seem so. He seemed to know what to do instinctively as he hovered over her, knew where she wanted him to touch. He covered her body in hot, open mouthed kisses. Paused to suckle at her ample breasts, giving each perfect nipple equal attention. Vision let himself become lost in the sound of her soft moans, lost in her, because it was so much easier to be here in this fantasy with Wanda than out in the real world where everything hurt and half of his world was gone.

Wanda pulled him back up to kiss him, and before he knew what was going on, She had flipped them so that she was now straddling Vision, smirking a sweet, sexy little smirk that had his heart racing, and even more blood rush downwards. He felt her brush against him slightly as she leaned over him as she reached to dig in the drawer of her nightstand for a condom, leaving a streak of wetness in her wake that proved just how much she wanted this.

Despite that proof, despite the fact that she was naked on top of him, that she was now grasping his length to roll the condom on, causing a slight groan to escape his lips, Vision felt like he had to do the right thing, the gentlemanly thing, and ask her one more time.

"Are you sure about this?"

"I'm sure.."

Wanda shifted to sink on to him, a low moan escaping her. Vision was a little bigger than she was used to, and it took her a moment to adjust. Vision moaned with her, biting his lip, and, truth be told, was slightly concerned about how long he could last, but he wanted to, for her, for the blissful escape they both desperately needed.

Wanda's green eyes locked on Vision's as she started to move, and he gazed back at her, almost awestruck. She was just like him.. broken, but beautiful, and for this moment, she was his. He grasped her hips, moving with her, his eyes never leaving hers, because her eyes were just about the most amazingly beautiful things he had ever seen.

Wanda started moving faster, her nails digging into Vision's shoulders, and he matched her pace. Her low moans morphed into louder, high pitched cries, mingling with Vision's own moans. They were both close, but Vision, doing the right thing, the gentlemanly thing, wanted to ensure that she finished first. His fingers slipped from her hip to between her legs, where they were joined, giving a few firm strokes before she cried out, jerking atop him, and he quickly followed with his own strangled cry as she came.

Wanda collapsed against Vision's chest, her breathing shaky. Vision was about to ask if she was alright, until he noticed that she wasn't. Wanda had started crying.

She was embarrassed, so embarrassed, because the night had been wonderful, and for that brief precious moment, she was distracted from her loss.. but when that moment was over, her brother was still gone.

Vision understood, as Vin was still gone too, and no amount of future beautiful moments could bring him back. So, when Wanda first tried to pull away, he held her a little tighter, and to Wanda's surprise, cried with her.

Each one of them found solace, in the arms of someone who understood.