AN: Enjoy!

Wanda stole another quick kiss, before making a trip to the bathroom herself.

Vision sat alone, a goofy smile on his face as he finished the last few drops of ice cream melted at the bottom of his bowl, when Natasha approached him.

"Hello" Vision, in his good mood, failed to notice that Nataha's previously friendly expression had grown rather stern. "Could I get the bill, please?"

"I saw that kiss, you know."

"Um.. what?"

"You, kissing Wanda" Nat frowned. "That girl's been through a lot, so, friendly warning.. you hurt her, and I hurt you. And if I can't hurt you enough, that old guy a few booths down is a Veteran, and he owes me some favours. His wife is a bad ass too."

Vision gulped, but sat up straighter, his expression serious.

"I don't plan on hurting Wanda. She is.. important to me." That was the truth, and Vision knew it even with their relationship still relatively undefined.

"Good" Natasha smiled in a way that was still slightly unsettling. "Just so that's clear. I'll go get you that bill.."

As Natasha left, Viv returned to the table.

"What was that about, Dad?"

"I was, uh, just asking for the bill" Vision managed a slightly nervous smile, "I want to pay for Wanda's ice-cream, to thank her."

"That's good.. She's the friend from grief group you keep talking about, isn't she?" Viv asked. "The one you get donuts with afterwards."

"Yes, donuts.." Vision tried not to blush.

He didn't feel guilty either, because he was not lying, not really. He and Wanda did usually stop for donuts before they headed to her apartment.

Once Wanda returned, and Vision had paid, he drove her back to the Pharmacy.

It was harder than Wanda had expected, to keep herself from touching Vision the way she usually would, riding to her apartment after grief group. To not rest her hand on his thigh, or play with his golden hair. But Wanda was mindful of Viv's presence in the backseat, so managed to keep her hands to herself.

Just as difficult as not touching him was not giving him a proper kiss Goodbye when they pulled up near her car at the pharmacy. Vision, too, had seemed to struggle with this, almost leaning in as she moved to get out of the car, but managed to stop himself. They both had to settle for a quick peck on the cheek.

"Thanks for paying for my ice-cream, Vizh. You didn't have to."

"It was the least I could do after your help Today" Vision smiled. "Wasn't it, Vivian?"

"Yes" Viv nodded shyly. "Thank you."

"You're welcome, Sweetie" Wanda gave her a kind smile before she turned back to Vision. "So.. I'll see you Tomorrow night?"

Something in her eyes made Vision blush.

"Y-Yes, Tomorrow night, definitely."

Wanda hoped that she and Vision weren't being too obvious, making eyes at each other across the room, or flashing flirty little smiles. Then again, she supposed, it didn't really matter so much if anyone noticed. It was not their business.

Wanda stole a kiss when they reached Vision's car, a rather heated, needy kiss, and they decided to forgo their usual stop for donuts, driving straight back to Wanda's apartment. Once inside, Wanda kicked off her shoes, and removed Vin's book from Vision's pocket, gently setting it aside and out of harm's way, before leaping into his arms, kissing him fiercely.

Vision caught her, supporting her weight easily, his hands sliding beneath her ass as her legs locked around his waist.

"I missed you.." Wanda murmured between kisses.

"You saw me Yesterday.." Vision teased, becoming a little more cheeky as his comfort with her grew.

"I know, but.. You know what I mean.." Wanda blushed, peppering kisses down his neck.

"I do.." Vision replied, a soft moan escaping his throat.

They made their way to Wanda's room, falling together onto her bed. At some point, Wanda unfastened Vision's trousers, and he lifted his hips to help her pull them down, along with his underwear, without her even having to ask.

"Thank you.." She murmured, then pulled off her shirt, tossing it aside, followed rather quickly by her bra, before her fingers got to work on the buttons of Vision's shirt.

Though Vision had seen Wanda naked rather often by this point, his breath still caught in his throat.

"You are gorgeous.." He whispered, sitting up to kiss her, one hand moving to toy with her breast. "Absolutely perfect.."

"Nobody's perfect, Vision.." Wanda blushed again, her own breath catching."But thank you for saying so."

Wanda finished unbuttoning him, but didn't remove his shirt, simply leaving it hanging open. Nor could she really be bothered moving off him to take off her skirt or underwear. She simply reached for a condom, tearing open the wrapper and rolling it onto Vision's length, then tugged her underwear aside and sank onto him.

"Mmm.. feels perfect to me.." Vision gasped.

"No more talking.." Wanda kissed Vision to silence any further words from him, although she had to admit, he did fit her perfectly, more perfectly than anyone that had come before.

It seemed extra erotic, somehow, having sex without being entirely naked.

Wanda began to rock her hips, riding him, slowly at first, her hands running over Vision's muscular chest.

Vision's hands wandered too, mapping out the soft curves he was beginning to learn by heart, but always wanting to learn more of her, to know more.

It was a little funny, Wanda thought, that a man she'd expected to be a grief-fuelled one-night stand was the one who actually cared the most about whether she felt good, and probably now knew her more intimately than any man ever had.

Wanda began to move faster, and Vision matched her pace, both of them nearing their peak.

"Wanda.."

Her name escaped as a moan from Vision's lips, and she could tell he was close, so close. Wanda was too, she just needed that last little nudge.

"Touch me.." She whispered, her forehead pressed to his.

Vision immediately complied, his hand sliding down her body, fingers quickly stroking her.

Wanda clung to him, crying out as she came, and Vision soon followed, his mouth falling open in pleasure.

When they had recovered, Wanda's breath caught, because Vision was looking at her, like she was beautiful, like she was, in fact, perfect. He reached up to tenderly touch her cheek, and for a moment, he looked like he was going to say something, but thought better of it, and simply held her close.

"Wanda.." Vision asked, as they lay tangled together a short while later, "Do you have a job?"

"I'm a shop assistant in a DVD store.. One for retro stuff. I took some time off after Pietro died, but I'm doing a couple of shifts a week again now" She propped herself up on one elbow to look at him, now suddenly curious. "Why.. what do you do?"

"I write.. Freelance, mostly, to keep my schedule flexible for the children" Vision replied. "I only ask because I was wondering how many free days you had.."

"A few.. Why?"

"Well.. I was thinking.. Maybe hoping.. But I'd understand if you'd rather not.."

"Vizh.." Wanda chuckled, charmed by his awkwardness, "How can I know if I'd rather not if I don't even know what you're asking?"

"Right.." Vision blushed. "Well, I was thinking that it might be nice to spend a day together. Doing what I'm not sure, but.."

"Okay" Wanda surprised herself with how quickly she agreed, but a day with him did sound nice. Very nice actually.

"Okay?" His eyes lit up.

"Mmmhm.." She rested her head back against his chest. "I'll check my work roster and call you with a day that works, okay?"

"Perfect."

"Do you need to get back to Viv soon?"

"Not yet.. She's at a friend's house, they're having a little party to celebrate her 'becoming a woman'" Vision chuckled, stroking Wanda's hair. "She said she'd call when she's ready to come home, but that could be a while.. Do you mind if I stay until then?"

"No" Wanda smiled. "That's perfectly fine with me."