AN: Enjoy!


Vision continued to remain happily lost in her for quite some time, kissing Wanda deeply. She shifted, somewhat awkwardly given her injured leg, until she was sitting sideways in his lap.

"You can touch me, if you like.." Wanda murmured between kisses. "Over the shirt, of course. I'm not that easy.."

"T-Touch you?" At that moment, Vision's brain took a very inconvenient holiday. "W-Where?"

"Well.." Wanda trailed kisses down his neck, "Do you know about bases, Vision

"Uh.. no."

"Damn, I really have to teach you everything, don't I?" She crushed her lips to his once more, kissing him until they needed to part for air. "This, the kissing, is first base.."

"O-Okay.." Vision nodded. "Okay.."

"And this.." Wanda guided one of Vision's hands to her breast, smirking when he failed to suppress a moan, "Is second base.."

"S-Second base.. Got it.."

Working mostly on some deep seated instinct that often seemed to take over when he was with her, he kissed her again then squeezed at the soft flesh beneath his hand, feeling the heat of it even above her clothes, and was rewarded by Wanda moaning into his mouth.

She broke the kiss a short while later, to trail her lips over his neck once more, in hot open-mouthed kisses.

"Sometimes.." Wanda murmured,voice slightly husky now, "If a girl really likes a boy, or vice versa, they can leave a Mark on each other.."

"A Mark?" Vision's breath caught, still gently palming her breast, because, well, she hadn't told him to stop.

"Mmhmm. Like this.." Her lips attached to his neck, suckling at his pulse point.

Vision bit his lip to hold back a moan, his free hand moving to tangle in Wanda's hair, happy to keep her exactly where she was.

He wasn't sure exactly how long this went on, his mind was too fogged with feelings he didn't quite recognise, feelings that he would eventually come to recognise as arousal, lust, desire. Vision could feel his trousers becoming uncomfortably tight, more blood rushing downwards, and he felt slightly embarrassed, as from where she was sitting, there was no possible way that Wanda could not have noticed the growing bulge.

Wanda had definitely noticed, pressing herself downwards, and a whimper escaped Vision's throat.

"Wanda.."

Her teeth suddenly nipped at Vision's neck, enhancing the mark she had already left, and Vision cried out.

"Mine now.." Wanda smirked, soothing the bite with her bite with her tongue before sliding back out of his lap. "I think that's enough for now."

"I.. what?" Vision blinked, very confused, and strangely frustrated.

"You didn't think I'd go all the way in the first lesson, did you?" The demon raised an eyebrow, still smirking. "You are nowhere near ready for that.."

"I'm not?"

"No" Wanda reached for her crutches and stood, hobbling towards the bathroom. "I'm going to have a shower, but feel free to finish yourself off if you need to."

"Finish myself off?" Vision was still confused.

"Yeah. You know, jerk off, have a wank, the ol' rub and tug.." She looked at Vision, who stared back at her blankly, and sighed. "I'm telling you that if you need to masturbate.."

"Oh!" Vision jumped. "Uh, no, I.. um, Angels, we don't.. we don't do that."

"Suit yourself" Wanda shrugged. "I can't really avoid getting my bandages wet, so I'll probably need you to change them again when I get out."

"Okay.. um.. Enjoy your shower."

"Oh, I will.." Wanda grinned a grin that was not at all innocent, and her eyes gleamed red as she hobbled away.

Once she was in the bathroom, and he could hear the shower running, Vision took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself. Turned on the TV, trying, and very much failing, to distract himself from the still-present bulge in his pants that was refusing to go down at all. Vision was about to get up, thinking that maybe he could walk this thing off, distract himself with a snack..

And that was when he heard it.

A sound from the bathroom.

The sound of moans.

Wanda's moans.

A horrible, disgusting, obscene.. And God damn it, an absolutely gorgeous symphony of moans and cries.

It was completely obvious what she was doing in there, and any small amount of progress he'd made with his very stubborn erection instantly evaporated.

It was completely obvious what she was doing in there, and any small amount of progress he'd made with his very stubborn erection instantly evaporated.

Vision turned up the TV, hoping to drown out the sound, but it was no use. He couldn't change what he knew. Couldn't block out the sounds now echoing in his mind.

Couldn't erase the memory of her in his lap. Of her kisses, her lips on his neck, the feel of her breast under his hand.

She was a Demon, he was an Angel, Vision knew he shouldn't let her have that kind of effect on him. Knew he really shouldn't do what he was about to do, but the growing pressure was almost painful, and he needed to do something, anything to settle himself down.

Vision hurriedly undid his pants and took himself in hand. He was so wound up by then that it only took a few swift strokes before he came apart with a strangled cry, which he hoped to God that Wanda hadn't heard. On the other hand, he very much doubted that God could help him now.

Vision had never had an orgasm before, so it took him a little longer than average to recover, breathing heavily and shivering through a few aftershocks. But then he heard the shower being turned off, and hurried to clean himself up before Wanda had a chance to see just how badly she had affected him.

If Vision wasn't careful, Wanda could drag him straight to Hell. Worse still, he might let her.