"Spent"

Chapter Thirty-Eight

By darthelwig

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

Vision lay naked in the bed, awaiting her pleasure.

Wanda let her gaze roam over him slowly, and he watched her, quiet and patient, content to wait. She undressed under his lustful gaze, leaving herself in only her lacy bra and panties, deep purple this time, the color of royalty. His queen. His goddess.

But tonight she would worship him.

He watched her settle herself atop him, felt the heat of her core against his skin. She ran her hands over his chest, tracing the vibranium that laced through him. It was a wonder that she wasn't using her powers, because he felt every touch like it was electric, and he had to gasp when she leaned down and placed a kiss over his heart.

Her mouth was warm and soft, and her hair fell over her shoulder in a silken curtain, the gentle tickle of it against him only enhancing the sensations. He felt a definite sense of loss when she sat back up, but her hands moved down his abdomen to trail paths across his stomach, distracting him.

His erection pressed against her. He wanted more contact, wanted to be buried inside of her, but tonight his pleasure was hers to control.

Wanda's hands moved upwards again, this time over his shoulders and down his arms. She took his hands in her slender fingers and brought them to her lips, then kissed his knuckles before taking one finger into her mouth and swirling her tongue around it. A jolt of arousal hit him hard, knocking the breath from him as he watched her. She sucked his finger, bobbed her head on it as if she were sucking his cock, her tongue never ceasing it's dance.

Wanda pulled her mouth off of him and threaded her fingers through his, their palms pressed tightly together. She used that grip to brace herself as she rolled her hips against him, her panty the only barrier between his erection and her sweet center.

"You are so beautiful, my Vision," she said softly. He looked up at her in blissful adoration, caressing her curves with his gaze. He could feel her wetness, her heat. He wanted so badly. "Tell me. What do you want?"

"You," he breathed. She hummed her approval and smiled. He gasped as she began moving down his body, pressing sloppy wet kisses to his skin. His chest, his stomach, she sucked and licked and tormented him until finally he felt her breath on his cock. Wanda wrapped her hand around it and stroked him lightly as she looked into his eyes again.

"I won't tease," she said, and Vision groaned as she lowered her mouth onto him and took his hard length deep down her throat in one swift movement. She sucked him hard and slow until he was gasping, clutching at her silky hair. He watched his shaft disappear between her soft lips, watched as her eyes closed and she hummed around him, bringing the sweetest, most acute pleasure.

She dragged her tongue over his length, trailed her plush lips over the straining, pulsing head, her eyes meeting his as she swallowed him again. Vision's hands clenched in the sheets as she drove him out of his mind.

He let out a cry of protest when she suddenly sat up and let go of his cock, but she was only shifting, moving to straddle him, and he gripped her hips as he felt her press her core against his length once again. She slid over him once, twice, before reaching down to nudge the tiny slip of her panty aside and angle his aching, throbbing erection just right. Vision's head sank back into the pillows at the feel of her slick heat wrapping around him, her tight hole slowly taking his shaft to the hilt. Wanda's breathing was unsteady now, but she rolled her hips against him, drawing another long moan from his lips. She quickly found a rhythm of short, unsteady movements, and it was maddening, perfect but not enough. Not nearly enough.

"More. Please, Wanda," he begged, and she obliged him immediately. She leaned forward to brace herself on him and began to move in earnest, her voice joining his as she rode him hard into the mattress.

Vision wrapped his arms around her as his pleasure crested into a blinding orgasm. Her voice, so close, let him know she was coming too, as if the impossibly tight clenching of her pussy around his cock wasn't sign enough. It was ecstasy, bliss, and he began to thrust into her, trying to extend his stay in paradise just a little bit longer.

It passed too soon, and Vision found himself caressing her sides and back as she lay stop him, catching her breath. He tipped her chin up to look into her shining eyes and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.

"Thank you, Wanda."

"Happy Anniversary, Vis."

A/N: Please keep in mind that these chapters are not in chronological order and jump back and forth in time, so this anniversary could be placed at any point. :)

Thank you for reading!