"Spent"

Chapter Twenty-One

By darthelwig

*** I own nothing. I'm just having fun. ***

This stakeout was killing her with boredom. Wanda didn't even understand why they had to be the ones watching this warehouse for activity. Couldn't that have been delegated to some SHIELD agents? Being stuck in a car for hours on end wasn't her idea of a good time, and didn't seem productive. The only good thing was that she was there with Vision. They were usually paired together, as the rest of the team still seemed to not really know how to deal with the synthezoid. Vision made them nervous, maybe almost as nervous as Wanda herself.

But that worked for her. It meant they had more time together, and that could only be a good thing. She would go crazy if they'd partnered her with someone like Rhodey, and Sam, while nice, could grate on her nerves after a while. Natasha was unnerving, and Steve would make it hard to relax, as she found herself wanting to be on her best behavior around him. Even if inside she secretly liked to play with his straight laced tendencies.

No, Vision was the best person to partner her with. She could be herself, and be happy. They could talk about anything, and often did, spending long hours discussing a wide range of subjects.

Of course, they spent long hours doing other things as well, but no one had to know about that. The thought of those other activities had heat flooding to her stomach, and lower, and she smiled mischievously.

She slid her hand over Vision's knee, where he sat in the driver seat, then slowly moved it up his thigh until she was almost at his crotch. He looked at her questioningly, and she grinned at him.

"I'm bored. Play with me," she said, trying to sound as sultry as she could. It seemed effective, if the way Vision's features tightened was anything to go by. She felt his cock move and begin to grow in his pants, but kept her twitchy fingers off of him for now, waiting for his response.

"This doesn't seem like a good time," he said.

"Are you kidding? This is the best time. We're all alone, in a secluded area, in the dark, with nothing but time on our hands." She gave his thigh a squeeze.

"We are supposed to be watching the warehouse," he reminded her. She grinned.

"So watch, but I'm going to amuse myself with other things. Pants off. Now." She thought he might resist further, but Vision phased out of his pants, leaving his naked erection tantalizingly close to her fingers. His entire body tensed as her hand closed around his length. She gave him an experimental stroke or two, watching the muscles of his abdomen flex and shift as he responded to the stimulation.

Wanda shifted in her seat until she could lower her head and take his shaft into her mouth. Vision's fingers immediately tangled in her hair as she bobbed up and down on his cock, taking him as deep as she could. She could feel him hitting the back of her throat, and forced herself to relax and swallow him, let him deeper, just how he liked it. She swirled her tongue over and around him as she moved, and was rewarded with his moans.

She popped off him for a moment to look up. He had his head thrown back, eyes closed as she pleasured him.

"Hey," she said, getting his attention. His confused look was adorable. "You're supposed to be watching the warehouse," she reminded him with a wicked grin. She waited for him to return his attention to their target before she went back to working his cock with her hot mouth. She hummed around his straining erection, and his hips jerked against her. Wanda stretched her mind out to his, and Vision let out a strangled, choked sound as he felt their connection, the pleasure Wanda was feeling enhancing his own.

Wanda was moaning now, ecstasy flooding her veins. She could feel Vision's struggle to concentrate through the haze of arousal, could feel how close he was to the edge. He was holding back, wanting to prolong the way she was making him feel, but she wanted to come, damn it.

She began stroking his cock while she swirled her tongue around the head, making sure to rub her tongue along the sensitive underside, and he inched even closer to his finish, and when she took him fully into her mouth once more, sucking hard down the length of his shaft, he finally lost control. The orgasm hit him hard, the ferocity of it pushing her over the edge as well, and she cried out around his shaft as she came.

She placed soft kisses over his stomach and thighs as she recovered, severing their connection. They were both breathing hard, and Vision was staring down at her with a look of complete adoration. She sat up, letting him phase back into his pants, but pouting as he did so.

"I like you better naked," she said sulkily. He laughed.

"Thank you," he said, reaching over to caress her cheek, and she knew he was thanking her for more than the compliment.

"Any time," she said, winking at him.

"What are you doing?" he asked as she reached under her skirt to pull her panties off. She slipped the tiny scrap of fabric into his pocket with a satisfied smirk.

"They were wet. I was uncomfortable. I'm much better now," she said, as if it was the most logical thing in the world. He rolled his eyes, and she laughed.

"You are such a tease," Vision said.

"It's only teasing if I don't intend to follow through," Wanda replied, giving him a steamy look. She could feel her nipples tighten and pebble at the thought of what she wanted to do to him later.

"Why are we here, again?"

"Later, darling," she said, patting his hand and smiling. "I promise."