AN: Enjoy!
Vision had never kissed someone before, the kiss that Wanda had laid on him the previous day not withstanding. As such, he had no idea what he was doing, like where to put his hands, or how to react when her tongue probed his lips, seeking entrance into his mouth. He eventually settled on burying his hands in her dark hair, and tried to let himself relax, letting Wanda take the lead since she clearly did, in fact, know what she was doing.
However, Vision had been so focused on his own hands that he hadn't paid much attention to Wanda's, until one of them found it's way into his trousers, slim fingers wrapping around his..
Vision jumped like a cat who had been sprayed with water, his wings springing open as he scrambled over to the other end of the couch, folding them over himself protectively.
"W-What are you doing?!"
"Thanking you. Like I said, you've been good to me, and you're cute, so why not?" Wanda's eyes sparkled with mischief, a playful smirk on her face. "You really are a virgin, aren't you?"
"I.. that's not the point!" Vision was very confused. "I thought.. You told me not to fall in love with you."
"Who said anything about love? This is just sex."
"I-Is there a difference?"
"Eugh" Wanda rolled her eyes. "I forgot about all the rahat total they probably fed you at Angel School. Yes, there is a difference. Love is a fairytale. Sex is.. well, it can be a lot of things. Stress relief, a bargaining chip, a reward.. a thank you" Wanda smirked. "And, it just feels good if you know how to do it right."
"Do it right?" Vision's brow crinkled, curious, in spite of himself, as he peeked at her over his wing. "Is there.. more than one way?"
"Oh, there are lots of ways" Wanda's smirk widened, her eyes flashing red as she lightly teased him. "What did they tell you? Wait until marriage, lights off missionary only?"
"I.. I have no idea what that last part means" said Vision, blushing when Wanda laughed. "As for.. we are only really told to wait until we find someone special."
Wanda's laughter died down, and the demonic red of her eyes faded back into their softer, much more human shade of green.
"That's fair, I suppose. I used to believe that too, back when I was still.." She trailed off.
"Still what?" asked Vision.
"It doesn't matter.." The cheeky smile quickly returned. "I have a little proposition for you, Vizh."
"Uh.." His heart jumped a little at the nickname, but he felt comfortable enough now to unfold his wings. "What kind of proposition?"
"Clearly, I am going to be stuck here for a while" Wanda indicated her broken leg. "Demons don't work with money so much, so I can't pay you rent or anything.."
"I wasn't going to ask you to" Vision frowned. "Besides, I don't actually pay rent, the apartment was organised by.."
"Not the point. I feel like I need to pay you back some how" Wanda continued. Vision tried to point out that she had already saved his life, but she raised a finger to silence him. "So, maybe I can teach you a few things.. a bit of nice, no-strings-attached fun.. and when I'm all healed up, I go on my merry way, and one day, when your cineva special comes along, you will know how to make her very fericit.. happy.. in the bedroom." Wanda smirked again. "These things do actually take more practice than people realise."
Vision knew what, as an angel, he should say. Knew what his answer was supposed to be. No, no, no, double no, no way, no thank you, absolutely not, end of discussion. That was what he was supposed to say. But, shew was beautiful, he had enjoyed the kiss, and he was, well.. curious, because her hand actually had felt somewhat nice for the split second before he panicked. So, instead of saying 'No, no, no, double no, no way, no thank you, absolutely not, end of discussion', Vision said:
"I.. I suppose that would be alright."
"We have a deal then?" Wanda's eyes sparkled with mischief once more.
"I suppose we do" Vision replied, a little nervous about what he had just agreed to. "Oh!" He jumped up, remembering something. "We should probably change your bandages soon."
"If that's your way of flirting, then we have a lot of work to do."
"I'm not flirting!" Vision blushed brightly, flustered again. "We really do need to change those bandages, I wouldn't want you getting an infection.."
"That's a good point" Wanda shrugged, and without a second thought, stripped off the shirt Vision had lent her.
Vision's first instinct was to avert his eyes, but that seemed rather redundant considering that he had just agreed to her giving him lessons in the ways of sex. That, and he had already seen her the night before. It also occurred to him that she would need her own clothes, and found himself wondering where Wanda lived normally, and if it was safe for him to pick things up for her. Vision shook his head, setting his mind back to the task at hand, and headed for the bathroom, collecting antiseptic and fresh bandages.
By the time he returned, Wanda had already removed the old bandages. Some blood had soaked through them, but the worst of the bleeding seemed to have stopped. Vision knelt in front of Wanda, dabbing a little more antiseptic on the wounds, then applying the fresh bandages, trying very hard to ignore the slight hitch in Wanda's breath when his fingers brushed over her skin.
"I, uh, met the boy you told me about" He said, trying to distract himself, and her. "Peter Parker."
"Nice kid, isn't he?" Wanda murmured.
"He was.. He seemed to have things very together, which brings me to the question of why you believe he needs my help.."
"Because he's a nice kid who has his shit together.. That's not easy, living in a neighbourhood like this one. It's easy to get pulled off track. Kids like Peter are favourite targets of demons like Mysterio.. he'll want to corrupt him."
"Is that what you want?"
"No" Wanda scoffed. "If I did why would I ask you to help him? No, Peter can stay the sweet kid he is. But.."
"But what?" Vision gulped.
"Well.." Wanda's mischievous smile returned. "Corrupting an angel a little might be fun.."
Oh, Vision was in very big trouble.
