AN: Enjoy!
Despite the very big trouble that Vision knew he was in, he couldn't keep himself from feeling increasingly entranced, and equally as confused, by his demonic house guest. She was an enigma. A demon who had risked her life to save an angel. A demon who wanted to stop another of her kind from corrupting a teenage boy, even though corruption was what demons existed to do.
At least, that's what Vision had been taught. His brow crinkled, deep in thought as he finished up changing Wanda's bandages.
"Hey" Wanda nudged him, raising an eyebrow. "Penny for your thoughts, Inger."
"Hmm?"
"Angel" She chuckled, and Vision felt his traitorous heart flutter, even though the sound should not have had the effect on him that it did. "It's Sokovian."
"Oh.." Sometime later, it would occur to him to wonder why a demon spoke Sokovian so regularly, and eventually, he would find out, but that time was not now.
"So, tell me.. what were you thinking about just now?" She smirked. "Was it me?"
"Well.. yes."
"Ooh" Her smirk widened. "Is our little deal getting you hot and bothered already? That's flattering.."
"Not like that!" Vision cried, blushing furiously. "I was just wondering.. why my helping Peter is that important to you."
"I wouldn't say it's important, really.." Wanda shifted a little uncomfortably, covering her changed bandages back up. "Just.. the world I'm a part of, it's not really a world that anyone wants to be in. Some demons realize that, and want to keep kids off a dark path, stop them from making.. It doesn't matter. Come here, Vizh.."
Without really thinking about it, Vision shuffled closer, and then, before he realised what was going on, she was kissing him again.
She was fire, but as Vision kissed her back, he began to think that he might not mind being burned.
Later, Vision helped Wanda back to bed, and carefully tucked her in.
"Are you sure you don't want to share?" She teased. "It might help with your lessons.."
"I think I have had all the lessons I can handle for one day" said Vision, his face tinged pink, as he fetched the crutches he'd gotten for her, propping them up beside the bed in case she needed them during the night. "Besides, you need to sleep, you still have healing to do."
"Boring.. but I suppose you have a point" Wanda reluctantly conceded.
"And I have more work to get to Tomorrow, so I should rest too.. Sleep well, Wanda."
"You too.. Sweet dreams, Vizh."
She sounded so sincere in her wishes, forcing Vision to admit, yet again, that she was different than what he had been taught. Despite her earlier protests, Wanda's injuries made her exhausted, and she drifted off astoundingly quickly. She didn't look like a demon at all when she was sleeping. She looked small, vulnerable, and Vision felt a strong desire to shelter and protect her.
She shivered in her sleep, and Vision rushed to fetch an extra blanket, gently draping it over her. This stopped her shivering after a moment, but Vision, slightly concerned, pressed the back of his hand to Wanda's forehead head, checking for any sign of fever, which could indicate an infection in one of her wounds. There didn't seem to be any cause for concern.. At least, he hoped there wasn't, he wasn't exactly an expert at treating demons. The hand checking her forehead instinctively moved to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear, and Vision started slightly when she leaned into his touch. Without really thinking about it, his thumb brushed over the soft skin of her cheek. Wanda didn't wake, but a soft contented sigh escaped her lips.
Vision couldn't help smiling, feeling a slight tug at his heart, then shook his head, pulling away from her, now too lost in his own thoughts to hear her whimper at his sudden absence. He'd promised her he wouldn't fall in love with her, and he most definitely was not. It was just because of the kisses, it had to be. It was normal to feel some sort of affection for someone with whom you had shared an intimate moment, even if, as Wanda had informed him just a few hours earlier, sex did not equate to love.
Vision sighed, settling down on the couch once more to go to sleep himself. He dreamed of a beautiful demon who had saved his life.
Vision woke early the next morning, before Wanda, and managed a quick shower and breakfast before she stirred. He made breakfast for her as well, just a quickly thrown together mix of fruit, yoghurt, and muesli, handing it to her once he was done buttoning his shirt.
"Aww, breakfast in bed? Thanks" Wanda grinned, that cheeky grin that made him flush right to the tips of his ears. "But you don't need to butter me up, Vision. I already like you."
He blushed even brighter at the comment.
"And you are.. nice, for a demon."
"Only nice?" Wanda took a spoonful of her breakfast, a moan of appreciation escaping her throat as she tasted it. "Mmm, this is good."
"Um, thank you.." Vision tried very hard to focus on something that wasn't the very sexy demon houseguest eating breakfast in his bed, because he was starting to feel blood flowing in a direction he definitely didn't want it to go, which was not at all a situation he wanted to deal with while he was working.. "I'll be out for a bit, maybe track down Peter again, or see if there's anyone else about today who might be willing to accept my help.."
"Good luck with that" She grinned once more. "Then when you get back, I can give you your first lesson."
"Yes.. um.. that would be.. okay.. I suppose..See you later, then!"
Vision raced out the door of his apartment, the sound of Wanda's laughter echoing behind him.
