"Spent"

Chapter Thirty-Seven

By darthelwig

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

A/N: This was written for Scarlet Vision Appreciation Day, though it's a day late. Sorry. It's another little glimpse into the earlier parts of their relationship. I enjoy writing this stuff and exploring how far they've come.

She backed Vision against the wall and nipped at his neck, smiling as he moaned. A flick of her tongue over his skin, tasting and teasing him, and she smirked as he shuddered against her. His hands tightened at her waist, fingers digging uncomfortably into her soft flesh, and she reveled in it. His excitement increased her own wanton desire. Suddenly she knew what she wanted.

With soft kisses to his jawline, Wanda made her way back to his mouth. His lips were smooth against hers, warm and enticing. She could kiss him forever, he felt so fucking good.

But now was not the time. Now was the time to satisfy their mutual lust.

"You're so sexy," she said as her hands slid lower to cup the erection tenting his pants. She grinned at the way his mouth dropped open when she gave him a playful squeeze. "Clothes off, Vis."

He didn't hesitate, but phased his clothes away. They'd done this before, this and more, and she could feel his excitement in every throb of his cock, now bare and hot in her palm. She gave him a couple of firm tugs, making his hips thrust towards her reflexively, then released him to bring her hands to his chest so she could begin tracing the edges of vibranium lacing his body. She followed the smooth lines over his shoulders and arms, down his chest and over his stomach. He was breathing hard by the time she was satisfied, his eyes blazing with heat as he stared at her.

"You make me want to do all manner of naughty things," she told him as she pressed her lips to his, sharing his breath, breathing him in.

"What sort of naughty things?" he asked softly, shyly, making Wanda smile.

"Well," she said slowly, her fingers tracing circles over his chest, "for starters, I would like to follow all these vibranium lines with my tongue."

That got a reaction. He swallowed hard and his fingers flexed where they grasped her hips.

"I'd like to watch you go down on me. You're so good with that mouth." That was something they'd done a couple of times, and just remembering it made her wet. She wasn't kidding about how good he was. Vision was a magician with his tongue. He smiled a bit, and she was pleased at the pride she saw in his eyes.

"I want to get on my hands and knees, let you slide that big cock inside me and fuck me until I scream," she said. His eyes went wide at that, but he looked interested, and that was encouraging. She wondered if she could make that happen soon. But not now. Now she had another desire.

"Right now...," she said, slowly sinking to her knees, "I want to taste you." Vision was gaping now as she grasped his cock and gave it a few slow, languid strokes. This was not something they'd done yet, though she'd been wanting to for a while.

"What are you doing?" he asked in a strangled voice.

Wanda didn't bother to answer with words. Instead she licked the underside of his cock from root to tip, her eyes never leaving his face. She swirled her tongue around the head and placed a soft kiss on the tip, studying his reactions as she did so. He was watching her with a quiet intensity that sent a flash of heat through her body.

She licked and toyed with his shaft until his hands tangled in her hair and she knew it was time. With great deliberation she took him into her mouth and sucked.

Vision's knees buckled, so she quickly released him, but he caught himself and stared at her in wide-eyed wonder.

"Don't stop," he said. She'd never heard his voice so rough before, and it went straight to that hot, wet hunger between her legs.

Wordlessly, she took him back into her mouth and swirled her tongue against his soft skin. Vision's fingers were in her hair again now, gripping tightly, and she couldn't help but moan, which forced a ragged gasp from her lover.

She worked her way down his length, challenging herself to take more and more of him, wanting to take all of him down her throat. Concentrating, breathing through her nose, she gave him everything.

He was holding her hair painfully tightly, strained sounds coming from his throat as he tried to maintain control. Fuck that.

She pulled back but stroked his cock while she spoke.

"Fuck me," she told him before taking him in her mouth again to suck him hard before releasing him with a wet pop. "Fuck my mouth." She repeated the process, and she could feel him trembling. "Come on, Vision. Take it." His face was tight with desire, with lust. She almost had him. "Take me," she said before swallowing him down again, and with a hoarse cry of her name he jerked his hips and thrust further into her throat.

Each thrust grew rougher, more forceful, until he truly was fucking her face, and Wanda reveled in his loss of control. He was hers now, this Vision that was usually buried deep inside under layers of civility and manners and inhuman calm.

He was inexperienced, rough and unschooled, and didn't last long. He buried himself fully into her when he came, stiff and unyielding, until he finally relaxed his grip and she could pull off of him again. She panted as she sat back on her heels and wiped her face clean on her shirt. Her scalp still ached where he'd been pulling her hair, her lips felt swollen and sensitive, her throat sore, and she smiled.

Vision's eyes widened in horror when he saw what he'd done to her, and he knelt down to touch her face, gentle and sweet.

"I'm so sorry, Wanda."

"I'm not," she said. "And I don't want you to be. You gave me exactly what I wanted, Vis." She cupped his jaw and kissed him.

"But I hurt you!"

"Only in the best way." She smirked and took his hand. "Let me show you." She guided his hand between her legs and under her skirt so he could feel the wet heat barely contained by her panties. He stroked his fingers over the soft fabric and her eyes drifted shut in ecstasy.

"I see," he said softly. Vision slipped his fingers under the hem of her panties and into her slick pussy, and Wanda gasped. She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked him right in the eyes.

"I want to do all the things I told you about," she said.

Vision kissed her, bold and deep, making her entire body tingle. "We can make that happen," he said, and Wanda smiled.